Having made a hole in the wall sufficiently large to pass through, Jack first
tossed the bar into the room and then crept after it. Lucy was charmed; how peaceful the baby looked. She was an indignant queen, no doubt she was
alarmed and disgusted within limits; but she was highly excited, and there was
something, some low adventurous strain in her being, some element, subtle at
least if base, going about the rioting ways and crowded insurgent meeting-places
of her mind declaring that the whole affair was after all—they are the only words
that express it—a very great lark indeed. I'll not speak of Jack or Jonathan. Morningside Park was a suburb that had not altogether, as people say, come
off. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him.
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