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The young lady saw the change, and almost snorted. . She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. ‘Obstinate fool!’ She saw Gosse raise a hand, and dug into her nun’s habit for the knife she had not thought to need. At first she thought he was endeavouring to rid himself of the fleas, but after a time she came to understand that the muck had healing qualities and soothed the burning scratches made by his claws. He never appears to so little advantage as when speaking of him.
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