Lucy was filled with happiness, it was her third Christmas at the Becks. Even in her own sorry skin-and-bones state of wraithlike pallor and gray under eye circles she was drawing unwanted attention from would-be admirers. " "'Sblood!" exclaimed Wild, uneasily. ‘Perhaps she don’t understand English,’ suggested Roding. Ever hear of the djinn in the bottle? Like enough. Her eyes seemed to be looking backwards. This laugh and his looks alarmed her.
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