Lucy blushed from toes to forehead, feeling her pace accelerate. Give him this letter, child, and bid him take it to the Lodge at Newgate without loss of time. Emile’s fist crashed into her temple and stars exploded in her vision. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. You know as well as I do that it was accident. I don’t want you to be sad. “It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. ‘But—’ ‘Nothing at all for you to worry your head over,’ said the captain, moving to try and usher her forth. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms.
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