His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. ’ ‘Well, I am glad he did not,’ intervened Lucilla, forestalling another withering comment from the captain. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again. " "I've had the hard work to do, at all events," rejoined Jack, "But I won't complain. "I forbid you to do that. ‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. .
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