Everywhere else—the law, medicine, the Stock Exchange—prejudice bars us. McClintock, striking a match to relight his cigar, broke the spell. Anyway, I only smoke occasionally. You are your own Heaven and your own Hell, Lucy. You've saved my life. I think that there is no better friend for a girl than a man rather older than herself. Neither you nor your mother shall escape me. God, how old are they now? They must be teenagers. Sometimes I think you would have been much better off if you had been born in death-worshipping Egypt instead of in the Fourteenth Century.
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