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“Well,” she admitted. " Jonathan made no reply, but ordered his myrmidons to drag the prisoner along. A missing persons report was filed for Lucy within twenty-four hours of her disappearance. From the beginning. His high brow was what caused all the ladies in town to covet him, it radiated intelligence but also something more primal. Constance Widgett’s abundant copper-red hair was bent down over some dimly remunerative work—stencilling in colors upon rough, white material—at a kitchen table she had dragged up-stairs for the purpose, while on her bed there was seated a slender lady of thirty or so in a dingy green dress, whom Constance had introduced with a wave of her hand as Miss Miniver. She was perhaps as near tears as ever before in her life.
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