He was in the house with his mother. Her roving eagerness was at all times shaded with shyness, reserve, repression. I would not have him know—now—for the world. You know all this stuff is insured. "I owe you nothing," he repeated, dully. “What’s wrong with having witchcraft books? Is she afraid that the Princeton Hill villagers will burn you at stake?” Lucy asked sarcastically. His voice propelled her to cry even harder, so hard that she began to laugh behind her tears.
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