“Do you think you’ll ever get married, Lucy?” Lucy shifted uncomfortably as she pulled her makeshift nightgown—an old T-shirt—over her head. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed. ” Michelle paused awkwardly and pulled out a new Kleenex for her runny nose.
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