’ ‘That’s fortunate,’ murmured Lucilla. Engines were brought to play upon Wild's premises, and upon the adjoining houses. Perhaps this was the real turning point: the hour in which the disordered mind began permanently to readjust itself. One doesn’t want to lose a grain. It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat.
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