‘What’s more,’ went on Martha, ‘I knew something Mr Charvill didn’t, or he wouldn’t so readily have left it behind him. Lucy could see her striding down a Parisian catwalk quite easily. They used to marry us off at seventeen, rush us into things before we had time to protest. But that bridge was more remarkable than any the metropolis now possesses. She proffered her neck towards him. “You are so sweet, Lucy. I met her when we were both very young, as young as you are.
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