So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it. She looked at him mournfully. He seemed to be labouring under some great excitement. The air was crisp and dry. Another day of nonsuccess would mean many disagreeable things. Lucy grabbed the hand cannon, stuffing it with powder, nearly missing a swing of the sword meant for her neck. Amid a litter of nails without heads, screws without worms, and locks without wards, lay a glue-pot and an oilstone, two articles which their owner was wont to term "his right hand and his left. Her curiosity was insatiable, her dreams filled with happy speculation over what hair color her babies would inherit. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves.
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