“You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her. Marvel held her handkerchief to her eyes, and appeared in great distress. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. Stories … love stories: and to-morrow she would know the joy of reading them! It was almost unbelievable; it was too good to be true. The lantern was on the ground inside, ready.
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