Wood's ear, whispered, "secret agents from France—you understand—friends to the cause—hem!" "I see,—persons of rank!" Mr. Shari regaled Lucy with soap operatic tales of boy-girl intrigues at the high school, then spoke of her aspirations for the future. Lucy propped Michelle against a thick, knobby tree stump. The expression was wholly different. Stanley allowed his paper to drop a little, and scrutinized the hats and brows of their three fellow-travellers. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. Anna sighed as she reflected that her sister had simply revelled in her indiscretions.
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