Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. I want to talk to Mr. Stay! I'll go myself. ’ ‘I will not. ‘But lay him down. " So saying, he slung it upon his wrist. Abruptly he gripped her wrist.
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