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You’d think he wanted to meet the wretch again. Cathy reached out and touched Lucy’s chin with her two fingers, gently commanding her attention. “I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. Lucy sat in the back seat as the trio sped through intersections in the old sedan. Here was no crooked soul; a little weak perhaps, impulsive beyond common, but fundamentally honest. I shall not part with you again.
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