Lucy cringed, her eyes widening. Beyond the steps was a pole-chair in readiness. “MY DEAR GIRL,— “I am so sorry if we made asses of ourselves to-night. She will take me in until I can make some plans. She launched into a stuffy Partita 89 and played it too fast. ‘But for how long?’ Lady Bicknacre asked apprehensively. She kept her eyes closed. ‘We was of an age, you see, miss. Wood the best of wives.
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