She wanted to scream, but there was no one to scream for. Besides, I'm afraid her simple honesty will spoil any invented yarn. “Believe what, Michelle?” Lucy asked. Spurling, who sat on the right of the table. It was the largest room in the house, which was why it had been given over to the main business of the convent as a house of God. The McCloskeys had picked Lucy from a bunch of children languishing at the Illinois Christian Home for Children. “You poor thing. You must live for me. I hope you have learned your lesson now and come to see—come to realize—how things are.
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