“Shit!” John quickly countered, “What are you going to do? She’s a motor-mouth, Lucy, of the worst kind. . "I have not many days,—perhaps, not many hours to live. Wood was scarcely seated before Mr. He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. John’s demeanor shifted.
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