"Ireton, as you captured him, the reward is yours. He let go of the girl’s arm. ” Lucy would always press her face into her mother’s skirts when she heard the ending, no matter how many times she heard it. By and by she heard the screen door. Grasping one of chairs about the little table, he drew it forward and sat astride it, in a fashion as insolent as it was unexpected.
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