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She paused. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. She realized that no man had ever placed a mantle of respect upon her as Sebastian did; respect for more than just her pretty face and her now lost ability to bear children. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. " "Hoddy!" said Ruth.
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