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Lucy could not resist the temptation. Phyllis, who was quite as frank and free as Mrs. Merriman herself, laid her hand on Lucy's arm. Lucy shuddered, but submitted.
Before Lucy could prevent her, Phyllis had darted out of the room, returning in a minute or two with the required permission.
"You have done it so often before, you know," he said, "that people certainly do suspect you."
"She is you. Look again. Don't you see that soft little mouth, and that nose, so beautifully formed, and those bright, bright eyes, and that hair, and the whole thing? It was God who made you, Irene, and He made you beautiful, and beautiful people have a great gift."