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You truly are your mother’s, Lucia. Both arm-chairs had been moved a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. “Those young men startled me at first, because they knew my name. I have now settled my affairs, and made every preparation for my departure to France, where I shall spend the remainder of my days. A pretty piece. “Girl friends.
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