"Going to show her the flower clock?" said Nigel. "That will keep you busy. Her, too. All day to see it all." "I am showing her the gardens." Nigel shrugged. "It's all pretty little flowers. Why walk about when you can see them in one place? And it suits children."
Lucie knew from the great clock that it was late. The room held no windows, but the clock loomed and announced the hour, if not the sunset. Still, she wasn't tired. At this hour, she supposed the servants would not let them into the library, but she did have books.
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"I am showing her the gardens."
Nigel shrugged. "It's all pretty little flowers. Why walk about when you can see them in one place? And it suits children."
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Still, she wasn't tired. At this hour, she supposed the servants would not let them into the library, but she did have books.