’ ‘What is all this about your proof?’ demanded Roding, diverted. “Hello? She’s like, your girlfriend, not mine. I will make your grandfather extend to you his protection, and his support. Here, Peter," he added to a curly-headed lad, who was playing on one of the grassy tombs, "ask your father to step this way. But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only added to his fury. She had lost it. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. Lucy's ears were singing.
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