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It had her raven locks, her pouting lips. Lucy tried not to make her cringe noticeable. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. ’ Gerald was staring at her, an arrested expression on his face. She felt like Snow White in a secret forest house populated by dwarves. ‘No, my poor guardian,’ Gerald mocked. Very well, I give up.
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