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I give you the plain, unadulterated truth. Michelle moaned and Lucy, unable to help herself, stroked her hair. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. Bravo!—the best cly-faker of 'em all couldn't have done it better. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin. She was standing there, smiling at the audience as at her friends.
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