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Besides, it did not fit her well, which was why the loose wimple had slipped. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. ’ ‘Because I like you, of course,’ Gerald said promptly. “Get me someone, Oracle. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. She was with these movements—akin to them, she felt it at times intensely—and yet something eluded her. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet.
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