Then for a time she sat very still. Ann Veronica halted a pace, and Miss Klegg came alongside. Sebastian, too, seemed to be immune, even though cats, dogs, and beasts of the suffered just as the humans did: blackening and dying, their eyes rolling, their bodies covered with bald buboes. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat. It keeps dangling in front of my eyes.
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