‘Well, sir, if I’ve to choose betwixt him and you, I’ll take you, no question. He was caked with dried muck. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. ” “How old-fashioned of you, Lucy. ” “I am frightened of Sir John,” he said, “but I suggest that we risk it. ” “No, mine.
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