You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www. ” “But is that really so?” said Ann Veronica. . " "With all his cunning, he may meet with his match," continued Kneebone, laughing. 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. No sterner head was ever beheld beneath the cowl of a monk, or the bonnet of an inquisitor. He hadn't played fair. 58 \"Why will you not touch me?\" She cried out, sitting up, her head in her hands. When he awoke it was late in the day, and raining heavily.
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