The doctor had sown a seed, carelessly. There was no point in rushing into the long walk home. She was, by certain signs, charged with anger, but she saw upon the faces of these two young fools the look of angels and an ineffable kindness breathed upon her withered heart. Tonight Lucy doled out outré physiological theories of boys and their overactive hormones. Even Blueskin looked on with anxiety. There was first the Avenue, which ran in a consciously elegant curve from the railway station into an undeveloped wilderness of agriculture, with big, yellow brick villas on either side, and then there was the pavement, the little clump of shops about the postoffice, and under the railway arch was a congestion of workmen’s dwellings. Oh, John.
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