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While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. Her foster father, Larry, was the hard working son-of-a-bitch type with a disdain for suits. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. . I thought one had only to take it by the throat. “All right, Dunster,” he said. Lucy spoke once they had turned the corner.
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