By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. She sprang to her feet and stood listening with parted lips and eager eyes. The tired woman looked up in inquiring silence at Ann Veronica’s diffident entry. E. "Get from under it, Jack!" vociferated Thames. You—It’s jolly of you to confide in me. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia.
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