It had been part of her wedding trousseau, a gift from her family to his. \" Lucy said. She could feel his warm little body trying to snuggle into her, trying to wriggle loose of his swaddling cloth. His heart hammered in his chest. “Oh no, you’re breaking up with me, aren’t you?” “No Julian. She cursed herself for a fool. Even to my own brother—if I had one—I could not tell everything, and you, although you are so kind, you are almost a stranger, aren’t you?” “No, no!” he protested. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet.
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