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Mr. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. “No, stay, Lucy. Her eyes were soft and grave, and there was the faintest of smiles upon her resolute lips. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. I couldn’t sit down for a week!” “Oh, how terrible for you.
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