He taught her how to read and write in Latin and Greek, often rewarding her for her efforts with a flower or a trinket. ” “I suppose we are,” said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. He knew what he knew. He was silent. ’ ‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’ ‘Hardly. \"Hey, don't be a stranger, Lucy. You are wedged in amongst a crowd, perhaps in the promenade, you lean over the back, you are almost out of sight. Spurlock felt very well pleased with himself. Bird, the turner, to give him an order this evening. ’ Lucilla gaped. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins.
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