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She hoped fervently that Martin had not divulged his crush to Brown. Her long arms handled the sword with a memorized ease and grace. It wailed at Lucy, chubby arms reaching towards her, pleading. I ought never to have thought of it. ‘The man’s gone,’ her old nurse told her, when she had recovered a little. ‘You have said you do not wish to marry me,’ she accused.
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