“As if it could possibly matter what such a person thinks of you. “You will have some tea?” she asked. Lucy's ears were singing. Ennison’s signet-ring had cut nearly to the bone. Until now none of her prayers had ever been answered. The eggs were all right, but nobody in this part of the world had the least conception of what the coffee bean was for. . The conversation which her entrance had interrupted began to buzz again all around her. “I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words.
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