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They reluctantly went
back to school the Thursday after New Year’s Day. She tucked the
mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the
west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken
spars, crates, boxes, and weeds. Nevertheless, one day Sebastian looked at her and
said, “Your smile today is delightful, my Lucia. There’s no
family uniting instinct, anyhow; it’s habit and sentiment and material
convenience hold families together after adolescence. None
presented themselves to save him from that return. She resumed
her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again. She
tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she
could not taste with her swollen tongue.
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