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Lost in thought, Lucy barely heard Mrs. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. There was a gulf of eight years between her and the youngest of her brace of sisters—an impassable gulf inhabited chaotically by two noisy brothers. " "I'll take my chance," replied Jonathan, with a sinister smile. ” “And the people?” Brendon asked.
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