“Just forget it, Lucy! Keep your secrets to yourself!” He stomped out, slamming the heavily paneled oak door. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. ’ ‘She once more,’ came in disgust from the girl on the bed. There was a time, long, long ago, when the tears would have rushed to my eyes unbidden at the bare mention of generosity like yours, Mr. Why on earth couldn’t he leave her to grow in her own way? Her pride rose at the bare thought of return.
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