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All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. He jumped back, cursing. ’ He flushed. My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. "I can't see him. ” “They’re back together again?” Lucy felt her heart sink into the pit of her stomach. He came to her at once, and turning, walked by her side. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. The poor boy, wanting his empty coat! The incident, however, caused her to review the recent events.
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