How to pronounce lucky

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So it was arranged that the four of them, Elinor, Patricia, Judith, and Bruce, should take the early train to Rockham and spend the day in adjusting matters at Greycroft for their return the following Saturday, coming back to town in the late afternoon or early evening.,CHAPTER XVII. THE STORY OF THE NIGHT.,"Later on, I may tell you all I know.","I know, I know," replied Lady Meg, while a wave of color passed over her fair face.,"Well, I just guess it isn't any game," retorted Judith with a toss of her mane. "It's the most important thing in life to me," and she stalked off towards the door with great dignity.,Judith pulled out of her embrace.,"Nothin' else," retorted the tramp sullenly. "My father was black, an' my mother she was white; an' they weren't married. I was brought up in Battersea parish, so I took that name, I did, not havin' any right to another name.","Oh, because--because--",The old man's eyes brightened in anticipation of a feast, and he shuffled off round the corner as quickly as his age would allow him. Dido looked after him for a moment, considering the message he had brought from Dr. Etwald, and then began to think of the devil-stick.,"I'm not half so calm as I look, Miss Pat," she said, seriously. "I'm more excited than I ever was in my life. It's too deep to come to the surface, I guess. I haven't any words for it.","Lost! Stolen, you mean," growled Jen, tartly. "That negress--","Lost! Stolen, you mean," growled Jen, tartly. "That negress--".