“I hope you’re satisfied. She changed into a halter top and a pair of tight jeans herself, and let Lucy brush her long, glossy hair as they talked about mascara, schoolwork, and boys. The lad had just barely jangled it, when hurrying footsteps could be heard inside. It was a spring-tide at half ebb; and the current, which was running fast and furiously, bore him instantly away. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house.
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