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” “For what?” Lucy asked. Please don’t tell anyone, mister. “I am exceedingly sorry,” he said. On that night,—that fatal night,—Winifred crushed all the hopes that were rising in my heart. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him, to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. I met you here as Lady Ferringhall.
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