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E. Drummond had made an abominable mistake. With the extra seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be running up and down stairs all day. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. A militiaman came belting down the stairs, another leapt from outside the front door, and a third, stalwart and stolid, came in through the door that led to the rooms to the front of the house. Lucy's ears were singing. ’ He let her go. In response to an almost imperative gesture from the nurse, Anna laid her hand upon his. This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing.
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