277 “I was beginning to think that I would never see you again, Lucy. You are utterly baffling. “Do not force me to take you seriously,” she continued. She thought of an old abandoned barn that she could inhabit further downriver, but shrugged off the idea in disdain. ’ ‘Oh, that,’ Gerald said cautiously. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. Piercing through every crevice in the clothes, it, in some cases, tore them from the wearer's limbs, or from his grasp. There was nothing to replace the all important letter from her father. She had asked to borrow his pencil out of dire necessity. Nor Jacques.
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