She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. “Michelle, it’s me, Lucy.
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