Her tone should have warned him, but he was too much in earnest to regard it. She climbed slowly towards it, keeping close to the hedge side, fragrant with wild roses, and holding her skirts high above the dew-laden grass. This time you cannot. . Lucy looked at the stains on the threadbare carpeting to distract herself, embarrassed to her core. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. It wouldn’t be you.
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