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The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. "What?—help take care of him? Why, you can't do that, Miss Enschede!" was the protest. But she found an unknown lady’s discarded garments, and selected some of those that she tried on, sending Kimble off down the secret passage to load them onto the horse she had borrowed—unbeknownst to its owner—from Father Saint-Simon.
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