She could still remember his face, the perpetually wet lips that turned down at the sides, his drooping Roman eyes. There was no point in rushing into the long walk home. She did not want to seem to shrink from conversation, but all sorts of odd questions were running through her mind. Lucy wore it every day from then on. I knew it. Have you not tired of sadness and pain?” 81 She thought she could hear tears in his voice but would not look at him.
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