” Lucy blinked from the winter sunlight and reached behind herself to yank at her hood. “One hardly knows—all the time. Jack paused for a moment, and found that his own adventures formed the subject of the ballad. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. This is part of a dream— some evil fancy. Eventually her movements carried her to the little stand at the side of the bed.
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