" The manager extended his hands at large, as if to deny any responsibility in the affair. Michelle was in sight, Lucy could hear her voice, high in the crowd, and saw her blond head bobbing among a sea of faces. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. They both listened intently.
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