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Lucia had been lying still all the afternoon on her couch in the drawing-room; so still that Kitty thought she had been sleeping. But Kitty was mistaken.
"Kitty, it's past five, isn't it?"
"Yes, dear; a quarter past."
"It'll be all over by this time to-morrow. Do you think he'll be very terrible?"
"No, dear. I think he'll be very kind a