The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. He was a handsome man, and Lucy could see the strong resemblance of John to him. Or mad, just as the captain had said so many times. It was at the age of five, when it became clear that she would not be followed by a brother, that he became more distant towards her and stopped adoring her. ‘So now you may safely cease your roundaboutation, and tell me what took you to Remenham House. "Here, Bess, give me the cord, and I'll tie him to this chest of drawers.
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