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"Water!" he gasped. At the door to the kitchen, he called out, ‘Pottiswick!’ The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. At least, I hope so for his sake as well as my own," he added, mentally. He came to her and stood before her, waiting, the morning light dazzling his eyes. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out.
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