” His eyes were squeezed shut. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. She looked from Anna, who was far too nice-looking to be travelling about alone, to that reassuring pile of luggage, and wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. " "Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg. " "Do not delay," cried Thames. “But why, Lucy? Who is it 145 that you are trying to hide from? John?” Lucy closed her eyes in earnest. He was also, had she known it, more than a little insincere. I am going to ask him to finish it.
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