” “Excuse me? You are Hitler Youth?” Lucy replied, astounded. Lightheaded, she threw up in the courtyard of the Palazzo as servants crowded her in alarm. The bridesmaids and pages got rather jumbled in the aisle, and she had an effect of Alice’s white back and sloping shoulders and veiled head receding toward the altar. Lucy had baked the apple and pumpkin pies, carefully molding the flour crusts and adding extra teaspoonfuls of allspice and cinnamon while no one looked. It was intolerable to think that he might overhear words and phrases. And she did not merely affect to be driven—she felt driven.
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