"What's that?" asked Wild. \" Lucy scanned her memories for a face to match the name Josh Durkin. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. Kneebone will excuse you. ” “But Hainault—was—a pal. . “No Christmas dinner,” she said, “or anything nice! One doesn’t even know what you are doing. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. G'night, kids. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly.
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