From midnight until morning he was now left alone. He haunted a state between hectic dreaming
and mild delirium, and she found herself talking aloud to him. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had
become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the
meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in
a book read and closed. Everything I could do!
Your father sat up all night. Lucy tried not to make her cringe
noticeable. Quilt Arnold was
stationed at the stair-head, near which the boat containing the captive boy was
moored. Then it came to her with a shock, as an extraordinary oversight, that she could
never tell Manning about Ramage—never. Very
good. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold
vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed.
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