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The few whites he had ever known generally offered to pet him when they really wanted to kick him. She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. Perhaps it was loneliness. A cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by her mewing to ask him for food. “We may just as well have our talk afterwards,” she said, “and I need not keep poor Mr. To receive him here afterwards would be most repugnant to me. ” For a time there seemed no comfort for her even in Capes. ’ ‘Gammon,’ interrupted Hilary scornfully.
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