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‘I am not a person, Marthe. ” “Poor you!” said Ann Veronica. ” She changed the subject abruptly. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat. Thing's upset you a bit. How long have you been playing?” Lucy breathed an internal sigh of relief. Her figure, though slight, had all the fulness of health; and her complexion—still pale, but without its former sickly cast,—contrasted agreeably, by its extreme fairness, with the dark brows and darker lashes that shaded eyes which, if they had lost some of their original brilliancy, had gained infinitely more in the soft and chastened lustre that replaced it.
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