Lucy grabbed its handle, her broken bones mending inside her causing her to wince in pain. “Will you help me?” he asked. "Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. She was carefree.
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