‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. “He is a sad blunderer. A riding-habit is all I have seen. ” Lucy rubbed Michelle on the shoulder. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. I pledged my thumb that, dead or alive, I'd pay the wager if I lost; and I should like to be as good as my word. She had expected a love story; and love was totally absent. ’ ‘Merci,’ she sighed and, surrendering at last to his oft-proffered aid, allowed her head to droop onto his chest.
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