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‘You are extremely empty-headed, Lucy. " He patted her hand. ‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. She passed him silently as she dropped Michelle’s dried corpse into the open clay pit awkwardly, like a discarded doll.
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