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Thinking about Elizabeth Taylor, Lucy looks up and notices her carrying a pot of something, coming towards her. She is slow in coming with a smile that tries to look very sincere. “Dear Mr. George, Richard always thinks of you. Early this morning he brought me outside and gave me some ingredients for me to cook this soup for you. As William and Lucy happen to be here, come and have a taste! It was Richard who has been urging me all the morning!” After she finishes her words, Elizabeth opens the white ceramic pot and a smell of mutton greets Lucy’s nose. Smelling the long-lost familiar taste, Lucy looks at William to see his reaction. William’s face turns very dark immediately! He hates eating mutton or even the smell of it. Even Lucy has known this for a long time. Lucy has a hard time b