Lucy went hunting on a Thursday night. Ruth stared thoughtfully at the waiting coolies. Wood. Capes was married,” said Ann Veronica, resuming the
conversation with an entire disappearance of her former lassitude. Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on
me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and
drinking my liquor into the bargain. ”
“Kate who?” Lucy asked. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was
nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to
recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical?
Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more
accurate application. "Well," she said, in reply, "I may have done Jack an injustice.
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