She watched as his headlights flooded the driveway and many minutes after his car was gone. That day Gerald had brought her to this excessively careful house, where she had felt very much alone and very unlike herself. About her, as she had gone day by day to and from the Tredgold College, she had seen and not seen many an incidental aspect of those sides of life about which girls are expected to know nothing, aspects that were extraordinarily relevant to her own position and outlook on the world, and yet by convention ineffably remote. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. “Lucy! Where is my daughter? Where have you. .
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