277 “I was beginning to think that I would never see you again, Lucy. If I can’t talk anywhere else—I DO want an understanding. . " "What right have you to suppose this, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, sternly. Part 4 At eight that evening Miss Stanley tapped at Ann Veronica’s bedroom door. How can he help you?” She threw such a look upon him that even he, Sir John Ferringhall, carpetmerchant, hide-bound Englishman, slow-witted, pompous, deliberate, felt his heart beat to music. But a doll that rolled its eyes and had flaxen hair! Except for the manual labour—there had been natives to fetch and carry—she and Cosette were sisters in loneliness. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. “I just came to you and put myself in your hands.
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