The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. “Mr. Who's the lucky boy, Lucy?\" Lucy looked at her slippered feet. “I suppose I fell in love with her, Ann Veronica. “My God!” he said at last, with tremendous feeling, and then again, “My God!” Now that this thing was said her mind was clear and calm. ’ ‘Comment?’ she demanded with some heat. Do you know, Ann Veronica, it is all a lie about your birth certificate; a forgery—and fooling at that.
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