“I hate you because you are the Devil! Rot in Hell!” She was shocked at her own accusation, how she had savored the words. We looked upon you, my dear Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. “Well,” she achieved at last. ” She said as she rested her head against his chest, eyes unfocused on the fading sky. I can imagine nothing more pleasant in life than to help you, because I know it would pay to help you. ” Lucy said with concern.
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