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"Miss Lav'lotte." "Yes." "Please don't forget the black hat and veil. Have it very heavy, and very black, and very long, won't you? Oh pa, poor, poor pa!" and, breaking into loud wailing, Lucy disappeared within. The girl's manner puzzled Joyce.
"I've had lots o' thoughts, Miss Lav'lotte, since I've been shut up, and I guess I've worked out something. It's a master place for workin' out things in your mind a jail is." "Is it, Nate? And what have you worked out, now?" "Well, just this.
If you'd tell Miss Lav'lotte, don't you b'lieve she'd go with me, or something? She's so kind." "Of course she would. I'll tell her." "And see here, you you won't tell anybody else?" speaking low and hurriedly for the children were at the door. "Tell! Of course not!
Lucy tucked it carefully under her veil, but lingered. "Isn't Miss Lav'lotte going to be here to-day?" "No, I think she went into the city, probably to see Mr. Nate Tierney." Camille spoke deliberately, turning to replace a volume in the large pine case as she did so. "Do do you know where 'tis she goes to see him?" asked the girl in a low voice, glancing about her with a furtive air.
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