" "We'll see that, young hempseed," replied Sharples, shutting the hatch furiously in his face, and locking it. Lost in thought, Lucy barely heard Mrs. Gerald was conscious of that sliver of irritation again at mention of the name. But sadly, at Lullingstone we are too far off the coast to be of use. I get my driver's license tomorrow. It isn’t because you’re good, but because I may be rotten bad; and there’s something—something living and understanding in you. “Don’t befool me any more,” he answered, almost roughly.
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