His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. We won’t drag you away until you’ve been through the place from top to bottom. CHAPTER XXIV. ” Lucy said.
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