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“I must read him when I come out. I am on my way to an aunt who lives in Hartford, Connecticut. The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. I tell you this child would have been strangled. It is a lovely little appendage to the mother who smiles over it, and it does things quaintly like her, gestures with her very gestures. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. “I looked for you on the way home from The Big Apple, where were you?” Lucy smiled. Not alone with her, that’s sure. Besides, she will do no such thing.
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