Lucy felt herself go very red in the cheeks and lowered her hand rather slowly. Kneebone helped to the pigeon-pie; while Thames unwired and uncorked a bottle of stout Carnarvonshire ale. ‘I don’t know what the devil you’re talking about. It will hold aloof, a little undecided whether to pelt or not—” “That depends whether we carry ourselves as though we expected pelting,” said Ann Veronica. ‘It is you who is the fool,’ she threw at him, whipping round again.
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