But I swear she ain’t told me nothing more, sir. There has never been a white woman at McClintock's. “I am getting plain,” she said, with a little shudder. Lucy thought of a song that she had not been able to get out of her head since the Fifties. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores. She barely heard a word that Martin or Brown said, until Martin’s voice chimed.
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