’ Joan sniffed. So he shut his eyes. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. "I should never have been what I am, but for you. His idea was to get behind this sustained listlessness.
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