Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother, pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly as they sprang back into their spiral shape. “Yeah, I’ve heard that story. "What the devil are you howling about?" cried Langley. And here she was—in a mess because it had been impossible for her to avoid leaning upon another man. The latter specimen, of his workmanship was adorned with a little scarecrow figure, intended to represent a housebreaking chimney-sweeper of the time, described in Sheppard's own hand-writing, as 'Jack Hall a-hanging. That’s why I come to tell you. And this idiot, he has threatened to arrest me and make them take me to prison. This, then, was the woman from whom Hoddy would not have accepted a cup of water. Half an hour's labour, during which he was obliged more than once to pause to regain breath, sufficed to make a hole wide enough to allow a passage for his arm up to the elbow. He fended these things off from him with the rump of his fourth piece of cake. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. The Times slipped from his fingers. “It was inevitable,” he declared.
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