This is where my character, Lucia, is coming from. She cocked her head. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. “I have found out at last what a useless person I am —from a utilitarian point of view. ‘You will like to marry me, yes?’ she pursued. If I could but——” To escape from her thoughts she began to undress, humming a light tune to herself, though her eyes were hot with unshed tears, and the sobs kept rising in her throat. “He can’t be more than thirty. He drew her to him and tipped her chin towards him. "No, no, Sir," replied Ireton.
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