You know you don’t mean it. “Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?” Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head. After the first courses however she scarcely noticed him. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s dinner. ’ Still no response. Her eyes quizzed the major. At the sight of her he became rigid and a singularly bright shade of pink. ” Lucy gestured to the rough plywood floor.
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