“Annabel,” she said, “I have never asked you for your confidence. \"What's in there?\" Lucy asked. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. If you want me, you know where to find me. The walls were bare, and painted in stone-colour; the floors, devoid of carpet; the beds, of hangings; the windows, of blinds; and, excepting in the thief-taker's own audience-chamber, there was not a chair or a table about the premises; the place of these conveniences being elsewhere supplied by benches, and deal-boards laid across joint-stools. She wore the most expensive athletic shoes money could buy in a fashionable black color with neon green laces. Other things came.
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