He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. ” Lucy chuckled at the sacrilegious comment, though it was a very old one. She put her clothes back on, 118 lipstick smeared all over her face. Sheppard heaved a deep sigh, and opened her eyes, which now looked larger, blacker, and more melancholy than ever.
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