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What a heat that news had wrought. ‘Too late by the time I realised to what a dunderhead I’d pledged my friendship. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. ” Lucy blinked from the winter sunlight and reached behind herself to yank at her hood. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. If you love me, do not allude to this subject again. But though she lied about pretty much everything else, she didn’t lie about that. No more did she offer her forehead for the good-night kiss.
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