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But it was hopelessly hard to put. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. Lucy saw that perhaps she had been attracted to Martin all along. She was a large, resilient girl, with a foolish smile, a still more foolish expression of earnestness, and a throaty contralto voice. ‘No, for you had your own selfish plans already made, that is now seen.
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