” Lucy grew hot. But was that enough? Dim, formless suspicions of something more vital wandered about his mind. It reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina had told her about a sculptor named Farhat. A florid-looking young woman rose up and accosted him eagerly. "Leave him to me," he said.
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