Wood. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation. Supper was over. " "Everything. How could she tell him what indeed already began to puzzle herself, why she had borrowed that money at all? The plain fact was that she had grabbed a bait. She felt that perhaps, in her desire to play an adequate part in the conversation, she had talked rather more freely than she ought to have done, and given him a wrong impression of herself. The latter began to heave himself up from the sand. ” She dropped back into a crouching attitude and began to weep. Killed is too kind a word. “My chief,” he said, “took it into his head to have an impromptu dinner party. Sheppard, meekly.
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