corner and bribe him to do wonders. She would open Lucy's eyes yet.
"You're sure you won't miss me?" she asked.
"Of course I shall, you silly dear, but I'd be a fine selfish old bear to keep you home in this furnace. You run along and forget me for forty-eight hours or so. It will do you good." He persuaded himself that he wasn't being magnanimous but felt a little pang of regret that she had accepted his offer and was going to Lucy's. He was quite sure he couldn't have given her up, had the tables been turned.
