" "I'll tell you what I'll do," rejoined the other. If you noticed, our house is fairly close to the road. Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it.
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