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You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. A chill ran through his frame, and, grasping the heavy weapon with which chance had provided him, prepared to strike down the first person who should enter the cell. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. “Just look that through, will you. Your name. But I'm sure it's important. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. It’s a lake among precipices, and there is a little inn where we can stay, and sit and eat our dinner at a pleasant table that looks upon the lake.
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