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Cathy is tired, Lucy thought, watching them come slowly up the path.
The child's thin legs were plodding.
She trudged along slowly, both hands clutching a tired teddy bear.
She was at the moment just a small, walking package, being delivered to her aunt's and uncle's house.
Unlike Susan, she was traveling light ; ;
the worn teddy bear, a tiny suitcase that Jim carried, and the clothes she wore, were all she had.
Lucy glancing at the miniature case, knew there would not be enough in it for the shortest of stays ; ;
they would have to buy things for her.
She opened the door.

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