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‘Not if I heard him aright. I don't care how lonesome it is. ” The doctor looked at her thoughtfully. Her cheeks were aflame. I am used, you understand, to guard my secret. “Mary Lucia. ” He was a little bewildered. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground. There was no response. “Why, it’s David!” he exclaimed. The blouse dried nicely, it would only need a touch of starch and a little ironing.
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