Cathy reached out and touched Lucy’s chin with her two fingers, gently commanding her attention. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. ” Lucy said, marveling at the intricate cockpit of a model helicopter. The helicopter lifted from her hand and hovered in the air. The third item she took with a trembling hand by its waistbelt. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly placed cards bearing the word ————————————— | APARTMENTS ————————————— | in the clear bright windows.
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