She had never had a pet, never had a real doll. Good riddance to bad rubbish. He looked at her, hurt. “No, Lucy, it isn’t fine and I am sorry. She saw her life before her robbed of all generous illusions, the wrappered life unwrappered forever, vistas of dull responses, crises of makebelieve, years of exacting mutual disregard in a misty garden of fine sentiments. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. ’ ‘No, no,’ the other lady assured her with a twinkle. . ‘Where’s the sense in running away?’ ‘Doesn’t trust me,’ Gerald said briefly. She is a stranger to you. But you belong to me—and I want you.
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