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Lucius was her life, her love

She couldn’t lose him

“I can’t see hiloom

A scuffle behind resulted in Alcock giving Warner another swift punch to the gut

“You there!” ca him out”

A minute passed, maybe two

“Cavanagh!” Mr Wycliff cried, grabbing hold of the low bank “Give me your damn hand”

Mr Cavanagh raced forward, and with Angus’ help hauled Mr Wycliff from the river

“Lucius, where’s Lucius?” Sybil’s body shook more than Mr Wycliff’s cold, tired limbs “Did you find him?”

Oh, Lord, please say you found him

Mr Wycliff bent his head and gasped for breath Mr Cavanagh practically tore the ive up her greatcoat and draped the gar shoulders

“Where’s Lucius?” A sob caught in Sybil’s throat

With a shaky hand, Wycliff gestured to the river “In … in a boat”

The giant wave of relief lasted ht took hold “Tell me he’s alive”

“Yes … he’s alive”