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In the break that followed, both turned and looked after the dog-cart. Dolly spoke first. "There! " she said, clasping her hands together; "now it's done!"
"They had no business to listen," Lal said. It was his embarrassment that spoke, but Dolly turned on him in a flash. "Lucian listen? Lucian would no more listen than you would. They could not help seeing. " Again she pressed her hands together, and let them drop at her side with a gesture unconsciously tragic. "I wish it had not happened so, Lal!"