Clearing the few impediments in his way, he soon reached the condemned pew, where it had once been his fate to sit; and extending himself on the seat endeavoured to snatch a moment's repose. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “I don’t understand this change in you. It’s one of our conventional superstitions. Lucy felt herself go very red in the cheeks and lowered her hand rather slowly.
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