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But I'll not believe it of you. He could scarcely blame her. ‘How did you get in? The house is all locked up. \"So, guess who just asked me to the Junior Prom?\" Lucy's eyes widened. She entered quietly and padded up to her shared bedroom. There was only one small grated window in this hold, which admitted but little light. It is no good arguing about a thing like that. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity. “I think,” he said, “I was a little too mystical about beauty the other day.
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