His eyes never left her face. “I’ve gotta go. She is no longer mine; she is yours. Father and daughter regarded each other warily, each more than a little insecure with the other. To-night I locked up my flat at six o’clock. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. “Michelle, it’s me, Lucy.
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