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Lucy was sent reeling into a stone wall, which she hit with a great thud. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. The captain saw it too and nodded at the boy. Her husband stared at her over the candle flame. ‘It must be painful. Captain Hilary Roding and his inamorata, Miss Lucilla Froxfield. But you must leave us now, dear Winny, Jack and I have something to settle between ourselves. She shuddered; the room was unfamiliar and unwelcoming. "'And thine eye shall not pity,'" said her father, in a tone of rebuke, "'but, life shall be for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot.
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