They had cried a little, both. Lucy felt her eyes misting up, turning traitor. He would discuss something she had been reading, and he would give her some unexpected angle, setting a fictional character before her with astonishing clearness. He showed me a black mark under his ear, where the noose would be tied. ‘What’s more, I wouldn’t blame her. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. ’ ‘Mercy me,’ gasped the nun.
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