Very soon
she would be able to forget it. "Stay!" cried Wood, "this is a most perplexing business—if you really are privy
to the affair——"
"We'll talk of it to-morrow, Sir," returned Jackson, cutting him short. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night. But there's a person in the hall—a very odd sort of man—waiting to see him,
who won't be sent away. ‘Laisse-moi!’
Impatience swamped him. . All other things were
without weight or consequence before the fact that this poor young man would
have to depend upon her for his life. She changed into a halter top and a pair of
tight jeans herself, and let Lucy brush her long, glossy hair
as they talked about mascara, schoolwork, and boys. "But
clear the room of this rabble, if you have sufficient authority over them.
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