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“Lucy, have you noticed that I don’t even own a dog?” He spoke into her hair. Sir John, who was standing outside, looked past him at the girl still sitting in the shadow. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. She had never had a pet, never had a real doll. ” She found herself trying to remember all the old tunes her mother had taught her, as they were bright as little stars. He reached over and took her hand. If Gerald knew, what should stop Gosse from finding out? Perhaps he was even now at the lawyer. He handed her a cheque for thirty-one pounds, ten shillings, and read the agreement through to her. "My father!" she whispered. The psychic vibration of him thickened the air of the room as if he were already inside.
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