Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. It could not go on much longer, her luck. After a while one began to talk. In privacy he read and reread it a dozen times, and eventually destroyed it by fire.
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