“I suppose he’s frightfully clever,” said Miss Klegg. She had one idea, she found, very clear in her mind—that she would get a Research Scholarship, and so contrive another year in the laboratory. But for me it doesn’t matter. Lucy could feel blood welling underneath a bump half swelling and already half-healing on her scalp. I was just like a sort of dummy that does things as it is told—that is to say, as the strings are pulled. At this juncture, the door was opened by Rachel. Suddenly she understood. There is a railroad. "Sir!" exclaimed Winifred, rising.
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