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He did not care whether the stories were accepted or not. But here was a girl—she must be a girl, since she was his daughter and pat-able—imitating the woman quite remarkably and cleverly. " He patted her hand. She then opened Lucy’s meager closet and plucked out a pair of heeled boots usually reserved for weddings and funerals. ‘Never fear, my love. I admired your chivalry. In any event, I would not have let her escape me so easily. “But your hair,” he gasped.
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