10/10 There is no work for Grand Llamas in this country, and when he understands that he is made of very ordinary clay indeed, he will probably be of some use in the world." Lucy was watering her roses. "It is a matter of indifference to me," she said, "what the people of New York think of Mr.Waldeaux." Clara looked at her quickly. "I do not quite catch your meaning ?" she said. |