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wife . . . her blonde daughter,—let her go . . . just as well . . . it will at least untie the knot, and henceforth all that foolishness must stop . . . he turned around, and walked out of the room without a word.
Lucy hurriedly put on her hat, and went out, walking on tiptoe. She ran down the steps like an arrow, then through the yard, and out, beyond the gate. . . .
