I don’t think I’ve got illusions, nor you. Section 3. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. He was afraid if he stayed that he would make a fool of himself. \"Good morning, Lucy\".
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