Every now and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged some draperies. "I shall need little more. There was a murmur or two among the watchers on the bench, but no one ventured to intervene again. She felt she had to go on. “No!” “Don’t try and stop me. ’ She seemed to recollect herself suddenly. Everything seemed designed to unhinge the mind and make the cat wretched. . CHAPTER XVIII. Lucy had snuck in the back door by the kitchen and Sheila was ready for her, standing between the stove 124 and the refrigerator.
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