’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. \" Lucy replied meekly. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers. And there was another matter. He would always be her friend, too. . "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. Good riddance.
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