His face was white. He spoke the automatic thought that entered his mind. She winced as he thrust the fact at her, was about to answer, and checked herself. ’ Then she whisked from the room, hearing Lucilla utter a delighted squeal as she closed the door behind her. Even the abstract paintings on the wall were gray.
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