Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. In the hall below she could hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. If there is any drinking, I'll do it. “When did you get home last night, Lucy?” Cathy interrogated through a yawn. “I ought to look up Gwen,” she said.
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