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He was caked with dried muck. He reached for her and she stroked his head soothingly as his mother had done a few times when he had suffered bad fevers. Lucy was silent. Then Capes flittered to the hearthrug and poked the fire, stood up, and turned about. But, when the sound of the carriage-wheels died away, and he felt that she was actually gone, his resolution failed him, and he rang the bell violently. Papillon would have broken him down; anything tender would have sapped his will; and like as not he would have left the stool and rushed into the night.
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