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The Night-Cellar. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. "I never told anybody," she went on. " In spite of her displeasure, Winifred could not help smiling at the absurdity of this address.
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