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The touch of his lips neither thrilled nor alarmed her, because the eyes that looked into hers were clean. It would hurt no one. They were all stout ill-favoured men, attired in the regular jail-livery of scratch wig and snuff-coloured suit; and had all a strong family likeness to each other. “If you say so, Lucy. " "You…. ” “Of course you can.
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