Lucy vomited onto the floor at the sight of her mother dying, the black spots expanding across her corpse. They struck her as cold and indifferent. I feel years younger, a man again. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. This is a case either of suicide or murder. ’ Lucilla frowned. Her thick body was heavy and massive. . I am your servitor. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. She knew very well that a new thing was stirring in her.
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