Wood uttered something like an imprecation. "He called me a wanton, Hoddy. Boys keep you busy, don’t they?” Lucy said in a light tone. If she kept on, would she make it out of the door? Then what? He could come after her before she could reach the secret passage. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. Did he not look for her in the morning when she entered—come very quickly to her? She thought of him as she had last seen him looking down the length of the laboratory to see her go. " "But you are young!" It was a protest, almost vehement. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand.
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