Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. One never knew when it would be necessary to resume her disguise. “But a boy—a boy goes out into the world and presently stands on his own feet. Lucy sat in the back seat as the trio sped through intersections in the old sedan. ‘It’s a pretty name. ‘Lord,’ he uttered, glancing about with a disparaging eye. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage.
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