Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. After the dance, they went to a party. He continued his ditty, in spite of the angry glances of his leader. . A faint gleam of returning colour gave her at once a more natural appearance. . There was a wall; she was always encountering it; the one time she was able to break through this wall was when the part in his hair was crooked.
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