It is
your own choice, isn’t it?”
She nodded. Lucy had snuck in the back door by the kitchen
and Sheila was ready for her, standing between the stove
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and the refrigerator. ’
‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat. “Oh, there’s no doubt of it! Since the girls of the eighties broke bounds and
sailed away on bicycles—my young days go back to the very beginnings of that
—it’s been one triumphant relaxation. We'll get those
books into your room first. She decided to go out into the London afternoon again and get something to
eat in an Aerated Bread shop or some such place, and perhaps find a cheap room
for herself. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. Lucy treaded
down two steps, stunned. ‘Do you think I do not know? What am I doing here, do you think?’
‘That’s just exactly what I’ve been asking myself,’ he returned. As he looked up at
the massive tower, the clock tolled forth the hour of midnight.
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