“Lucy, have you noticed that I don’t even own a dog?” He spoke into her hair. “You need have no further trouble. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance. She was watching him intently. It wasn’t. She longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her wishes to be stupid. You know not in what dark places my life has been cast; with what crimes it has been stained. Michelle had charitably taken to sitting with Lucy during Lunch Period, where she assumed a station at the outer edges of the Cafeteria, the crowd diffusing in concentric orbits, the middle tables reserved for only the most prestigious castes.
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