Stanley admired and detested him in almost equal measure. A quick flush stained her cheeks. Lucy could see the resemblance of Martin to both of his parents as plain as day. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. The girl was pretty, and apparently a lady. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. " "What time is it?" inquired Jack.
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