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I'm glad of it, I'm sure; for it's all owing to him his poor mother's here. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. A gust of irrational impatience blew through her being. “There is no time for that. Her mother tried to soothe her with tales of romance and love, of all the fineries that she would enjoy in the Palazzo, but all Lucia could do was cry until her cheeks twitched and her forehead ached. She looked at the suitcase sadly and stashed it underneath her bed. It is all very complex.
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