It seemed to Jerome that he had never loved lucina as he loved her then, that he had never wanted her so much.
Her sister in lucina, Mrs. H. Gipps, does too well, we think.
lucina had not seen him for more than six weeks, except by sly glimpses at meeting and on the road.
He entreats the aid of Isis and lucina in behalf of Corinna, in her labour.
Jerome wondered if his sister would hear that Lawrence Prescott had been out riding with lucina and her friends.
He applies to her only a few epithets, the most eulogistic of which is “lucina the shene.”
Why should not everybody know that she had a beau like other girls; that Lawrence was hers, not lucina Merritt's?
Between the sheep and the cows lucina had been busy on Norcombe Hill lately.
Jerome looked down at lucina, with an air of stern, yet wistful, argument.
The little lucina jumped, and her blue eyes filled with tears.