But she must stop him getting away. ” Lucy blinked from the winter sunlight and reached behind herself to yank at her hood. She was sorry to find Ramage a little disposed to be melancholy. The soldiers! They must not find her here. One went in for painting, kept straight and married old Ferringhall a week or so ago—the Lord help her. Lucy clasped her hands over her ears as it screamed. Her sister’s words were true. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. Every drop of blood in her body glowed and expanded.
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