He addressed her by that title, and something in the tone disturbed her. He looked at her, hurt. She’s hated me for no apparent reason ever since Fourth Grade. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. . I want to tell every one. Believe me, Anna. When in the plenitude of his power, he commenced a terrible trade, till then unknown—namely, a traffic in human blood. ” Lucy shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant.
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