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Lucy could see the anger in her silhouette, the punishments and the grounding being formulated for the now dead daughter. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. Stonily he had disengaged himself. They were the three most beautiful women I had ever seen.
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