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A vague desire to justify himself ruffled her father. That's how I finally got wind of it. ” Lucy yanked him into the hidden door to Room 109, a door to the backstage that looked like the entrance to a broom closet. " "So am I. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. Lucy inhaled deeply. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk.
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