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There never is much left for me. ‘Oh, peste,’ she cried out in distressed tones. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. Besides these plunderers, there were others with whom the disposal of their pillage necessarily brought them into contact, and who seldom failed to attend them during their hours of relaxation and festivity;—to wit, dealers in junk, old rags, and marine stores, purchasers of prize-money, crimps, and Jew receivers. Lucy did not move, but instead stared straight forward, her eyes focused on the desk where the presiding teacher on duty was supposed to be. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. The world had grown dark and wide, and she was very small.

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