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Lucy entered and Mike followed. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. Lucy kicked her side, then her wounded leg, dislodging her. Wild's busy. . “Can we watch television?” She asked. ” She glanced at Brendon, who stood by her side, tall and threatening. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. Earles was absolutely indifferent. "Drink this, then," roared Blueskin.
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