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” He repeated several times that he would trust her, though it remained obscure just exactly where the trust came in. Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. He seemed to know a great deal about life. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. But finding his hints totally disregarded, he, at length, swaggered up to the table, and thrust in a chair. She liked his face; it had on it the suggestion of gentleness, of fineness.
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