His manner was deferential, even eager. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. “You know, my mom caught me smoking once with Missy. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time.
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