Lucy inhaled deeply. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. His was the Latin turn of thinking; he had fallen in love at thirteen, and he was still capable—he prided himself—of falling in love. But this calm was more awful than the previous roaring of the blast. This laughter released something that had been striving for expression—her own natural buoyancy.
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