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\"I'm going to his baseball game, he's pitching for Lincoln, and then I believe he is taking me to dinner. ” Lucy gestured to the Treehouse, which had been roofed and framed. She was in ill trim for walking, but somehow or other she made her way as far as the Champs Elysées, and sank down upon an empty seat.
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