You will not have to wait long for the information. “Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?” Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head. But once he had steered the lady down the hall and along a passage to a window seat at the end, he abandoned the subject of society. “It is against my husband’s orders, and I am not sure that my sister will be particularly glad to see me. At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted. Not far from the entrance, on the left, was a sort of screen, or partition-wall, reaching from the floor to the ceiling, formed of thick oaken planks riveted together by iron bolts, and studded with broad-headed nails. And now she was discovering that even Nature was something of a liar, with her mirages and her horizons.
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