“What were you trying to do?” Lucy asked. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. Do you know that this becomes a habit?” “If you would only teach us all,” he murmured, “how to acquire it. Had he had the child to think of, he might have recovered from his grief at Mary’s death.
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