” Lucy commented, dismayed. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. ‘Aye, miss, like a shadow. The lips were straight and pale, the chin aggressive, the nose indomitable. It ought not to be much. You have taken even my knife.
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