I believe it amused him. Come close to me, and let me hold your hand,
dear. Stay! I'll go myself. Some one may observe us. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in
which a few straws were stuck. ‘I didn’t mean to hurt you so badly,’ he said, still meeting her eyes, unaware
that his hold about her hand had tightened a little. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. It got on my nerves—the women
I saw. According to what I’ve heard, you oughtn’t to
be here. ’ Her breath tightened and she was
obliged to control an inner ferocity. “Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?”
Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift
nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head.
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