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” Michelle extracted another cigarette from her jacket and handed Lucy the lighter. The floor was planked with oak, and covered with iron staples, hooks, and ringbolts, with heavy chains attached to them. He seemed to stay away from her because she was so cold and formal towards him, addressing him as Mister McCloskey as if she were an Irish maid. The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. If ever I did meet a man I could love, I should love him”—her voice dropped again—“platonically. “Lucy. He still watched her and questioned her. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. However this may be now, it was unquestionably true of old Newgate. She felt sticky and ashamed when he dropped her off a block away from the McCloskey house as she had requested.
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