Lucy's grin faded. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. That is not reasonable. . He had the air of a man who has said too much. He was evidently nervous, and very anxious to be impressive; his projecting eyes sought to dominate. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. Water sprung from the corners of the school roof, turning it into a gigantic fountain. That’s as far as we go.
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