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I sometimes laid away my father's clothes in his trunk. “The little English girl is very fortunate. But there was only Gosse, still struggling with the picture, looking dazedly towards Melusine and the lad he had shot, then away towards the sounds of pursuit, and back again. His reputation was slightly tainted by his marriage to her mother, an exotic blue-eyed raven-haired beauty, a Gypsy doll with a clandestine heritage. Shari regaled Lucy with soap operatic tales of boy-girl intrigues at the high school, then spoke of her aspirations for the future. That it provided proof of the girl’s identity was one thing. Spurlock felt very well pleased with himself. Lucy collapsed to the floor in a sob.
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