Michelle was laid onto the back seat, her head cradled in Lucy’s lap. She had never had a real doll. “You need not be alarmed,” he said. No offence, I hope. It was very much like a real house, with one central stalagmite that looked like a column and a waterfall that served when she wanted to bathe. A thin mist lay on the river, giving the few craft moving about in it a ghostly look.
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