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” “Did it come—in Paris?” “I do not know,” he answered. ” Anna measured out the coffee. “Lucy!” He whispered into her ear beneath a dusty curtain cloud. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better.
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