She was too late. Vitally, she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. "Bless your soul! d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense. Then she slowly straightened, releasing him. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. “So, how’d it go?” Lucy sighed. There were perches inside where she could crouch and labyrinths underneath where she could hide. He did like her, anyhow; he was always pleased to be with her.
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