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He then spoke authoritatively to the girl. She had to wear cream and
a brown sash and a short frock and her hair down, and Gwen cream and a brown
sash and a long skirt and her hair up. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and
bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach,
rag-like. ‘Very inventive. “That’s not. We were hunting and were separated from the rest of
the hunters, so I said, ‘There are ways for a man to escape
his wife where no one is harmed. “I don’t know why. It is very bad. “You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo
husband. He went in and leaned, panting,
against one wall. "Here, wife—hostess—fetch me that bottle from the second shelf in the corner
cupboard. ‘What are you after this time, miss?’ asked Jack.
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