And then, as she stood
there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon
her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. Lucy's grin faded. "
"Mr. "
"Ah, my father! The way you treated him…!"
"Good money after bad. He would condemn her
to the vengeance of the mob all for refusing to marry him. Lucy changed into her Goodwill jeans
and sweatshirt, plastering her hair down with an elastic
band and securing it under a tight hood. ‘While we’re on the subject of age, it may be relevant to
your claim to this house. He had hurt her. Morals only begin when that is settled. “Yes,” she said, “that is what we ought to do.
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