“Please stop, cabman,” she ordered. She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. But that instinct is severely dampened most of the time. She looked round wildly, as if seeking some source of help, as the boots halted at the front door and the shouting intensified. Lucy felt her heart splinter in her breast. Boys were ordered to wear white buttondown shirts and pleated black trousers. It isn’t law, nor custom, nor masculine violence settled that.
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