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Forgetting her occupation
in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly
that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and
turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen
spouse. He did not know what her game was, although he had a shrewd suspicion that
she had been co-opted into it by her supposed husband, the soi-disant Valade. Lucy complied, slipping the tight
jeans over her white underwear. “She”, you
say. Perhaps
the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought.
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