You promise me you’ll never grow old, you hear?” “I promise. ” Sir John’s head bent lower and lower. Lucy went downstairs to prepare the hot cocoa that would be the last hot drink of the season, ruefully spiking the liquid with Nytol, just one tablet dissolved in a little warm water. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. When I'm alone I don't mind.
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