Lucy changed into her Goodwill jeans and sweatshirt, plastering her hair down with an elastic band and securing it under a tight hood. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. ’ ‘Melusine!’ came sharply from the doorway. , like to forget all about it—even their names. “How did you hear that?” Lucy’s brows knitted. But I can't consent to the course you would pursue—at least, not till I've given it due consideration. That night she found a ship bound to sail for the heathen nation called America.
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