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“I believe she’s dressing up-stairs—now. You are different, Lucia, undamaged even after what you have been through, still pure of heart. " "A key!" exclaimed Wood eagerly. ” He chuckled, wincing at the thought. I don’t want to bother you, of course. And when you reflect how much at heart your poor mother, whose loss we must ever deplore, had our union, you will, I am persuaded, no longer refuse me. He felt no pain from this cowardly kick.
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