Ramage came for her at her lodgings, and she
met him graciously and kindly as a queen who knows she must needs give
sorrow to a faithful liege. It has been purchased by blood!"
"What! have you cut old Wood's throat?" asked Wild, with great unconcern, as
he took up the bag. Her girl Clarice was next, dying within a single day,
blood leaking from her pretty brown eyes like an image of
the Blessed Virgin. ‘You would read my mind?’
Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. They were sitting alone, Lucy. Then she sat watching the play,
sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander
to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge
of the table. “That’s not working so well for you, is it?” She
looked at him sheepishly, bringing a Kleenex out of her
pocket to wipe away the excess. For her it
was sufficient to know that somebody wanted her, that never again would she be
alone, that always this boy with the dreams would be depending upon her.
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