” “You want to change my look, yes?” Lucy peered at her. A sob was strangled in her throat. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. “Well anyhow—I don’t see the force of your objection, you know. Another horn now resounded from the further extremity of the thoroughfare; this was answered by a third; and presently a fourth, and more remote blast, took up the note of alarm. The villagers were thronging to church. ’ Exasperated, Gerald glared at her.
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