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"My schemes have
succeeded tolerably well hitherto. \" Lucy replied sardonically. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance
coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running
from his cut hand. ‘Why not a French flag?’
‘Because I don’t believe that fool Pottiswick could tell French from Arabic,
even if he heard it as he says he did—which I take leave to doubt. He could neither stifle nor
deaden that. ”
He faced her doggedly. ‘But you know. ’
‘You mean the one that you refused to feed?’ demanded Gerald, seizing this
promising cue and adopting a mournful note. They were delighted. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with
lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a
hill. ”
“And what do you think I ought to do?”
“Exactly!” He lifted a paper-weight and dabbed it gently down again. Pottiswick had mentioned muttering. Lucy was sent
reeling into a stone wall, which she hit with a great thud. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being
the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me.
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