I don’t. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. Alban's to-night. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. "All's over," muttered Jonathan. “But I have forbidden it!” he said, raising his voice.
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