It was enough that she witnessed it and could not go to him. ‘And so?’ she asked. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. ’ ‘Yes, indeed,’ agreed Lucilla enthusiastically. But there's a person in the hall—a very odd sort of man—waiting to see him, who won't be sent away. I'll remember that.
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