’ ‘Oh yes, yes. I won’t try. Our quarrel's quite over. She said as much to him. " He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers. ” Obediently, Lucy placed the stone upon the mausoleum. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “And me. Rot, no doubt; but we can’t alter it.
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