“Oh, Daisy. I’ve done a dreadful thing.” “Really?” Cordelia was bewildered. “What kind of dreadful thing? It can’t be that bad.” “It is,” Lucie wailed, and reached for her rucksack. As she rummaged in it, she said tearfully, “I stopped writing The Beautiful Cordelia. I was too angry—” “That’s all right—” “No, you don’t understand.” Lucie pulled a small notebook out of her pack. “I started writing a new book. The Wicked Queen Cordelia.” “And you brought it with you?” Cordelia was astonished. “To Edom?” “Of course,” said Lucie. “You can’t just leave an unfinished manuscript behind. What if I had
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