Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. “John, you were never bound to me, you don’t owe me anything. Martin came to the door, looking radiant and relieved. His face clouded with anger. God, Lucy, what’s it been, how many years?” “I’m so sorry, John. White, my landlady, believes his story.
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