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Wood having laid hold of the canvass-bag. At the least, the tales had the ability to make her forget where she was; which was something in their favour. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. Lucy entered and Mike followed. ” Lucy’s nagging worry raised its own status to full blown alarm. Mike was drinking a cup of black coffee. When I absorb a fact, my brain weighs the fact carefully and stores it away.
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