“Lucy!” He whispered into her ear beneath a dusty curtain cloud. I've always been more or less music-mad. Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. "What for?" demanded Wood.
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