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Anna, who was disposed to be sharply critical, could find no fault with it. Lucy saw it happen as if in slow motion. At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. She hoped the lights would become hot enough to melt her into the floor. ‘Still more would I be so if he had come himself to tell me this. And the less “anything” happened the better.
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