Lucy was filled with happiness, it was her third Christmas at the Becks. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. She will take me in until I can make some plans.
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