Lucy saw it happen as if in slow motion. She did not remember how many seasons it took before she relented, how much time before she decided to toy with his affections. "Oh! that I could live to see it," gasped Jonathan. There was none. Drummond was telling me about the way old Ferringhall rounded upon them all at the club. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. Soon the trunk, portmanteau and hat box were ready.
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