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Capes most trying. “For Heaven’s sake, no,” she answered quickly. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. “Because you used to be my friend, Lucy, and now I don’t get to see you anymore unless I can get into your house. We’ve brought a carriage to take you back to London, and I’ve settled with Trodger, who has just given me a coherent account of the affair.
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