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\" Lucy scanned her memories for a face to match the name Josh Durkin. He leaned forward, and looked into the eyes of the woman he loved, and it seemed to him that she sang back to him with a sudden note of something like passion breaking here and there through the gay mocking words which flowed with such effortless and seductive music from her lips. A white house that she often found charming loomed gray and ashen, its gardens shorn for the coming winter. “Do you know,” she confessed, “I never thought of that?” He looked at her as though doubting even now whether she could possibly be in earnest. I have never seen a lagoon.
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