Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. So far, however, was this submission from producing the desired effect, that it seemed only to lend additional fuel to her displeasure. He would have to sit down here in Canton and wait, perhaps for weeks.
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