He was indeed still in the throes of his bewilderment. He liked to be near me, he liked to be near any female, especially a young female. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. Then the girl was heading past the inn and Roding marched down to confront her. They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese. An unwelcome idea came to him.
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