. She thought then that she had shaken off the man of the bulging blue eyes forever, but that night she found he followed her into her dreams. “Dear me! I wonder what I ought to do. ” Lucy cried, drawing attention from the somber crowd. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. “I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. It is not you who runs the risk of going dinnerless to-morrow. - You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.
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