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Lucy felt her heart splinter in her breast. Dunster shall fetch you a cab. He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. Forgetting her occupation in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen spouse.
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