” He looked at Lucy. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. " "Iss, Massa Austin," replied the black. ‘What a fate he finds for me.
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