" "A mother's blessing on you," replied Mrs. . " The foregoing conversation, having been conducted throughout in a low tone, and apart, had not reached the ears of Mr. . They sat in the front row. 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. ‘Believe it or not, I do it for pleasure. '" "What is that?" she asked. " "Cannot?" echoed Jack, a slight smile crossing his features.
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