“Remember that the man will probably die. ” Lucy’s nagging worry raised its own status to full blown alarm. “You are an impostor. ” He put his hands on her shoulders and lowered her onto the flat surface of the picnic bench. “Perhaps that is only sleeping,” he said. ’ ‘You may arrest me later. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. From what she could tell, he truly had convinced himself that he was in love with her, but she knew that his ardor would fade eventually inasmuch as she knew John’s would. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. " "A capital caricature that," remarked Thornhill, laughing. ’ ‘Exactement.
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