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They were followed by Mr. 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. Little woman, you have been brave enough before. CHAPTER V. The sun was setting in spectacular multicolored streams beyond Whitefield Park. Tell me I haven’t heard. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay. ” Ennison took an easy chair. ” “I thought I explained—” “I don’t think you can have heard me,” said her father; “I have told you to come home.
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