She could not help herself. “My dear sweet Lucia. As she had dreaded, the police officer in the car was politely waiting for John to depart, and exited the squad as soon as John turned at the Pine Crest stop sign. ‘Think I’m fool enough to do my business in a convent?’ he said scornfully. Were you born here, madame?’ ‘Mais non. Shall we say at half-past seven?” She rose from her chair.
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