‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope. Will you forgive me—if I say no more?” She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. “Have you no understanding of your own advanced history classes? You want to look like a brainwashed Nazi anti-Semite?” Lucy became angry, her nostrils flaring. He stood before her.
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