Lucy went downstairs to prepare the hot cocoa that would be the last hot drink of the season, ruefully spiking the liquid with Nytol, just one tablet dissolved in a little warm water. The street was deserted, no pedestrian school-goers walked immediately in front or behind them. His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her. And so gentle as the poor creature is, when she's not in her wild fits—it would melt a heart of stone to see her. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth.
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