“I have noticed,” he said, “that you seem to delight in taking a topsy-turvy view of life. “And now tell me, please, how you eloped from Morningside Park. I don’t care what divides us. ” He hesitated, and went off at a tangent. She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. The Night-Cellar XVIII. Michelle helped her mother clear the table and Lucy thanked her for the meal. “Oh, Michelle, I’m such a miserable fool. I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe.
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