“Do you know him?” Lucy replied, “No, I haven’t met him. I've been hunting for this particular job for a thousand years!" She smiled a little sadly over this fine enthusiasm; for in her wisdom she had a clear perception where it would eventually end—in the veranda chair. “Nigel, don’t you understand. You mustn’t go clawing after a man that doesn’t belong to you—that isn’t even interested in you. Next instant, Gerald felt his wrist seized in an iron grip.
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