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CHAPTER VII The astonishing collapse of Spurlock created a tableau of short duration. “Another young woman, I suppose,” he said, “who knows better than her Maker about her place in the world. ‘When you’re my age, you’ll be just as hardheaded. ’ She turned quickly away that her feelings might not be obvious to Lucy and her great-aunt. She was a lone white woman, therefore marked. It comes over the mountains, Anna, pink darkening into orange red, everywhere a wonderful cloud sea, scintillating with colour. The doorman replied, tipping his cap, “I don’t speak much Italian these days, not since my mother died.
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