Lucy trudged upstairs behind 258 him and he put his hand on her shoulder and said, “I’m sorry about this evening. I may prevail upon them to take you in until you are full-fledged, providing you do not find this aunt. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. . "Of yourself," he replied, in a mournful tone. It is the worst of talk under such social circumstances that it is always getting cut off so soon as it is beginning; and I went home that afternoon feeling I had said nothing—literally nothing—of the things I had meant to say to you and that were coursing through my head.
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