"But I can
guess what it's for. He had not proceeded far when
he was alarmed by the tramp of a horse, which seemed to be rapidly
approaching, and he had scarcely time to leap the hedge and conceal himself
behind a tree, when a tall man, enveloped in an ample cloak, with his hat pulled
over his brows, rode by at full speed. She was the High Priestess. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling
strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held
together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal
Handbook. It loves to sit on your knee. ‘At last,’ he cried, ‘I have found
you!’ He would listen to nothing. Don’t stand gawping, man. She then dried her
eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. Lucy kissed
him on the cheek.
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