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“What do you want to go out here for, Lucy?” He 217 asked. She had never had a pet, never had a real doll. The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. The door was locked; but, with the bars of iron, it was speedily burst open. ’ ‘Yes, but they did do so. “You see,” he said, “from my point of view you’re grown up— you’re as old as all the goddesses and the contemporary of any man alive.
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