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Fame of any sort was folly and she knew better. As soon as he had read it, he let it fall from his grasp. At this point Lucy, in an effort perhaps—foolhardy, in Gerald’s opinion—to pour oil on troubled waters, rose swiftly to her feet and came towards the old man, her hand held out. He reminds me of a slave I once had in Rome with those sullen dark eyes and that wistful pout.
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