‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. \"I told you he likes you!\" She whispered hotly into Lucy's ear. He—wanted to marry me. From a man, who was standing beneath the shade of one these noble trees, information was obtained that the horsemen had ridden along the Harrow Road. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored.
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