"My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. Lucy thought of herself as belonging to Sebastian whether she liked it or not. Mr. She is in the hall now. ” “When?” “At tea. She could not judge its direction, and began to move swiftly along the bookshelves, her hand running behind her across the spines of the calfbound volumes.
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