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Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. “Look, dear,” she said presently, “you can put the ten on the Jack. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. She held it by the neck and broke the end of the bottle on the hard dirt. To be no longer with Martha was strange. Her fingers closed upon it instinctively. “I wonder if you give me a thought. Only how had they missed him? Were they imbecile? Or perhaps the mists had concealed him from them. ” “I didn’t mind that little argument.
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