\" Lucy grinned, thinking of the dark gamey odors she had smelled emanating from a few of the less hygienic boys in school. I picked up her handkerchief on the floor. " "I, a thief?" "Aye; thief, Roundhead and all. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. You would steal from me then the only man I ever cared a snap of the fingers about. Our ideal had fallen.
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