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"Hush!" she said, putting her lean fingers to her lips. 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. ’ Hilary stared at him. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. ‘It did not seem to me that it was so. But on Sunday he had been obliged to attend to certain matters for the nuns. Her aunt was a long time before she answered. I always fall on my feet, you know.
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