” “I wonder how he treated Gwen. Would you stand by me—and her?” “My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed. Boys keep you busy, don’t they?” Lucy said in a light tone. ’ She eyed him, all her uncertainty surfacing. His father and mother are gone now. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. \"Really. It isn’t illusions—for us. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed.
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