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All I say is: he's going to the Hyatts' in a day or two." Liff looked more and more perplexed. "Bash is ugly sometimes in the afternoons." She threw her head back, her eyes full on Hyatt's. "I'm coming too: you tell him." "They won't none of them trouble you, the Hyatts won't. What d'you want a take a stranger with you though?" "I've told you, haven't I? You've got to tell Bash Hyatt."
She was not afraid for herself; she knew the Hyatts would not be likely to trouble her; but she was not sure how they would treat a "city fellow." Lucius Harney would certainly have laughed at her fears. He glanced about the room, uttered a general "How are you?" to which no one responded, and then asked the younger woman if they might take shelter till the storm was over.
In most of the village friendships between youths and maidens lack of conversation was made up for by tentative fondling; but Harney, except when he had tried to comfort her in her trouble on their way back from the Hyatts', had never put his arm about her, or sought to betray her into any sudden caress.
Miles had seen her there at the very moment when Charity and Harney were sitting in the Hyatts' hovel, between a drunkard and a half-witted old woman!
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