” He raised his hand, and they saw that he was holding a small revolver. “I am sorry for the way I acted, Lucy. “A nice time of anxiety you’ve given me, young lady,” he said, as he entered the room. You’d think with as much dick as she gets that she’d cheer up. I wish that it worked. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect.
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