\" Lucy grinned, thinking of the dark gamey odors she had smelled emanating from a few of the less hygienic boys in school. It was his turn to express astonishment. This man and he were alike, and about the same age. Spurling, you're a witness to the bet. Perhaps I may borrow yours one day?’ ‘Lucilla, you wretch,’ burst from the captain. The man who came to our rooms, you know, that night was his friend. "Well, what sort of journey have you had, Quilt?" asked the man as he hastened to assist Sir Rowland to dismount. In the periphery of her vision, she saw the door pulled back.
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