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He has no imagination, no real generosity. I knew it. He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. ” She lied. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. “So she must have had you fairly young, right?” Lucy nodded again. Certain phases of irony always caused him to chuckle audibly.
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