" "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. ” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him. Lucy did not move, but instead stared straight forward, her eyes focused on the desk where the presiding teacher on duty was supposed to be. She wore a wonderful dress of turquoise blue, made by a great dressmaker for a function which she knew very well now that she would never attend. For the present the desire to fly was gone. He looked at her guiltily.
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