“Do you know him?” Lucy replied, “No, I haven’t met him. Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. “There is my aunt,” she said. The Widgett method of thought puzzled her weakly rhetorical mind. That suggested delicacy; and yet her young body was strong and vital.
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