" "Stand off, Poll," rejoined the woollen-draper; "I don't want to hurt you. She leaned forward in her chair, as if petrified in fear by the scary story. Lucy kissed him on the cheek. Shotbolt nodded in token of acquiescence, and emitted an odd guttural sound. You truly are your mother’s, Lucia.
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