" Sir Rowland made no reply, but angrily quickened his pace. Lucy found solace in the lack of sunshine, but the November cold was over the top, even for Illinois. He had barely said, \"Anytime,\" before she shut the door rather rudely in his face. She explained she was expecting an important interview, and asked that her visitor should be duly shown in. ‘You don’t mean to say she’s here?’ ‘Was,’ Gerald corrected. ” She glared at Sebastian over the drawing table where she was sketching in chalk, then over at the fifteen year old boy who was asleep in a disheveled pile of rushes in the corner. I think it inadvisable—I don’t want an intimacy to spring up between you and a man of that type. ” Chapter XIX “THIS IS NOT THE END” “I said some afternoon,” she remarked, throwing open her warm coat, and taking off her gloves, “but I certainly did not mean to-day. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. Instead, she laughed, laughed with lips and eyes, laughed till the tears ran down her cheeks.
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