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His face was wreathed in smiles, his beringed hand was cordially outstretched. “Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. She took up the poker and stirred the fire vigorously. As it is, we've only a couple of ducks—and they were intended for you. Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable obstacle, Jack darted through the door. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. ‘You think I am like that Valade? No, a thousand times.
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