To O'Higgins—for all his sordid business he was not insensible to beauty—to O'Higgins she appeared to have entered the room with the light. He could not see these two shrinking misses capering about in a nun’s habit and brandishing a defiant pistol. I'll bet you haven't given her a bucket of paint in three years. Lucy felt her heart splinter in her breast.
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