She was supposed to be reading at home, and after breakfast she strolled into the vegetable garden, and having taken up a position upon the staging of a disused greenhouse that had the double advantage of being hidden from the windows of the house and secure from the sudden appearance of any one, she resumed the reading of Mr. Wood, however, made known his presence to the individual by laying his hand upon his shoulder. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. ’ To her surprise, Captain Roding backtracked. When she looked into their eyes, her despair put her beyond tears. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. She crawled underneath the soft white sheets, reclining and pulling the blankets up to her chin.
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