" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. ’ Gerald cast a swift look up the corridor, but there was no one there, not even a shadow. . ” Lucy chuckled at the sacrilegious comment, though it was a very old one. " "Why what will she say?" inquired Sheppard.
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