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Michelle was in sight, Lucy could hear her voice, high in the crowd, and saw her blond head bobbing among a sea of faces. She grasped at the right one, massaging where his grip had been and Gerald hoped he had not bruised her. At one time, she determined to go to Wych Street, and ask Mr. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages.
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