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Cathy had not even noticed that she herself was wet and trailing water everywhere. "Then, of course, you must know. As they left Florence, dying men and women still scrabbled through the streets, screams emanating from the rows of houses, beggars running up to the horses, sick children in their arms, their eyes bleeding, their noses running, begging to join them in their journey out. "You came hither under my protection, and you shall depart freely,—nay, more, you shall have an hour's grace. But what the deuce! He was human; he was a machine only when on the hunt. ” He paused with a sense of ineptitude.
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