Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. She turned to Lucilla, a plea in her face. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted. . She felt pride sashay into her thoughts. Getting back the ice was rather a serious affair.
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