CHAPTER 7
ely, e in Maggies cer to be agitated by vague self-reproac soon t the house.
`O artling announcement! said Maggie, quite mistress of some inter. `I wonder where Lucy is.
Lucy been deaf to ter an interval long enougous but not ephen in.
`ell, old felloo Maggie in passing, `its glorious to yourself a little less like a sparroop and not go in and out constantly letting ts kno tietime Ive o scamper up tless stairs to t painting room of yours, all to no purpose, because your people t you s embitter friendship.
`Ive so feors - it seems o leave notice of my exits and entrances, said P tep strong presence and strong voice.
`Are you quite ulliver? said Stepurning to Maggie iff politeness and putting out y.
Maggie gave tips of e one of proud indifference. Pc Lucy o seeing variations in to eac t tural antipated tual good- t of epated by someterprets as conceit, observation t accounted for everyto guileless Lucy. Steped tudied greeting t by teptling on in questions to P sketcion, Maggie because draion, as looking Lucy. `Per interviehem.
`I t been galloping. so Steptle damped by t us to take advantage of oget in quot;Masaniello:quot; Maggie , and I kno her.
`Come, tepoaste of tune in to hear.
`You, please, P, said Lucy, `and to play, s you? sty inquiring look, anxious, as usual, lest s pleasant to anot owards her unfinished embroidery.
Pened at tion, for t tremes of fear and grief, t does not find re