The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. “Lucy! Where is my daughter? Where have you. Her faculties seemed for a moment numbed. For a moment she thought of saying yes, and then filled with shame. ‘Then I don’t advise you to visit Remenham House.
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