126 Lucy drank them as the first rays of watery sunlight seeped through the mullioned windows, then put their husks in the claw-footed bathtub. ‘I think it is better if I hold the pistol. She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon.
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