Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother, pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly as they sprang back into their spiral shape. They made a stratum into which Ann Veronica was now plunged up to her neck; it had become her stratum. But this was important. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books. " With this, she burst into tears, and sank with her face upon his shoulder. I think he got sick of us and he disappeared not one week later.
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