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“Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. ‘You wish to die?’ ‘Not in the least. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother.
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