’ Lucilla let out a peal of laughter. ‘Prudence? This name I have heard it spoken. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. "Yes, or no?" "I will make no terms with you," rejoined Wild, sternly.
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