“Don’t be too sure of that,” she answered enigmatically. . Cathy reached out and touched Lucy’s chin with her two fingers, gently commanding her attention. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. With a swirl of her floral chintz petticoats, she placed herself in the capacious window seat, accepted the glass Gerald handed to her, and smiled mischievously up at him. A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City.
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