”
The talk became more and more inconclusive and exhausting. Perhaps there were experiences she would never
confide to any man. The manager, however, who stood in the
wings, nodded to her to proceed, and the orchestra commenced the first few bars
of the music. Michelle’s eyes darted around, she
refused to look straight at Lucy. ’
‘Unless it is Captain Roding,’ put in Lucilla Froxfield from the curved back
sofa on the other side of the fireplace. How old are
you?” She asked. “Why won’t you sleep in my bed tonight, Lucia, where
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it’s warm?” He asked her one night, teasing but
mournful, as she stood in her bedroom doorway in a long
white gown. The girl wished that she had come afoot, despite the knowledge that she would
have suffered many inconveniences, accidental and intentional jostling,
insolence and ribald jest. Something seemed
to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. "I half suspect this is a highwayman," thought the Jew; "he's so ready with his
cash.
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