It brought no coconut. “Oh, but life is difficult!” she groaned. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked. Lucy's ears were singing. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels. During her school days, especially her earlier school days, the world had been very explicit with her, telling her what to do, what not to do, giving her lessons to learn and games to play and interests of the most suitable and various kinds. And when there is no longer any need to use it, why then, enough you say—and throw it away. Seeing John in Chemistry was the worst.
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