\"No, not really. Sheila decided to do a little laundry one day, clothes that were in Lucy’s hamper, a dirty clothes bin that Lucy had insisted that she have for herself separate from the family one. At the sight of her he became rigid and a singularly bright shade of pink. “John,” she said, “I can spare you that question. ‘I’m a soldier, missie. Jack's former attempt to pass up the chimney, it may be remembered, was obstructed by an iron bar. But it was the form of her ruling determination; it was the only form that she ever allowed to see daylight.
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