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She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. It was the blouse that gave Lucy away. Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. Here they were regaled with another plentiful meal by the hospitable carpenter, who personally superintended the repast. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. He lost control of the machine, was upset and nearly killed.

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