“So, Rhea must have known you for what you are. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather, and blot Lucy’s face with makeup. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. " Spurlock, who was absorbing this talk thirstily, laughed. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief.
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