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“I’m sorry Lucy! I’m sorry to Mike too! You were right, we’re a mismatch! I just don’t want to be lonely!” Lucy hugged Michelle. “The young women of Jane Austen’s time didn’t get into this sort of scrape! At least—one thinks so. “Now step aside, I have some business to attend to. “You—appear to know my name, sir,” Sir John said. It was a clear, lovely, October morning. “He is Annabel’s husband,” she reminded him. “And me. Apparently he thought it very much worth while. 235 “No, I think she’s out sick with a throat infection. Oh dear!—how sorry I am I ever left Wych Street. To-morrow night —or rather to-night, for we are fast verging on another day—I propose to lure him out of the house by a stratagem which I am sure will prove infallible; and, then, what so easy as to knock him on the head. I know now what it is to be an abandoned female. .
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