Rank ingratitude, I call it. Lucy could feel blood welling underneath a bump half swelling and already half-healing on her scalp. “I wish that I could forget it,” he said. I suppose I ought to have been a man. I will no longer be a burthen to those upon whom I have no claim, but compassion. More importantly, she had her wits. ‘Of course I see that,’ she said impatiently.
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