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On gaining a stack of chimneys at the back of the house, he came to a pause, and again unmasked his lantern. She crouched beneath a stump, her extremities twitching as the sun set orange and blue beyond the lace of iron-black trees. " "The Tigress!" The doctor laughed. It began in the eyes and spread to the lips: warm, embracing, even fatherly. She saw her discarded nun’s habit still on the floor and scooped it up. Michelle had begged her to do it. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. ‘Looks like it.
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