Lucy could feel blood welling underneath a bump half swelling and already half-healing on her scalp. Manning came into her thoughts again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. Pull yourself together, Annabel! I must have the truth. “What have you done to yourself?” he muttered. A single blanket constituted his sole covering at night.
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