“Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother might have cuddled a child. "It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still.
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