He quickly responded to her kiss and grasped her to him, kissing her deeply. ” “John, do you remember me at all?” “Lucy?!” He cried in disbelief. "Perhaps you don't know that this Darrell so contrived matters, that your child should be mistaken for his own; by which means it had a narrow escape from a tight cravat, I can assure you. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian.
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