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Sheppard. She had animated dark blue-gray eyes under her fine eyebrows, and dark brown hair that rolled back simply and effectively from her broad low forehead. She had very few clear memories before a particular day in the library, when they had finished one of her first reading lessons. The entrance was concealed between two huge boulders within a clump of trees, and was now so overgrown that no one who did not know of its existence could ever hope to find it. “Girls of sixteen do not need their own laundry hampers. It was an awful moment—so awful, that every other feeling except deep interest in the scene seemed suspended. It would be very hard perhaps to make you understand just how I feel about it. “Odd!” he remarked, rather surprisingly, after a little interval. Anyhow, there it is: YOU ARE NOT GOING THERE. “He’d better treat you right this time or I’ll pulverize him, you hear?” Lucy gave in to the hug.
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