Kimble had bedded the animal down at the local inn. She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. She was a woman now to the tips of her fingers; she had said good-bye to her girlhood in the old garden four years and a quarter ago. Instead of which, more than half an hour has elapsed. But she did not listen long; she wanted to talk. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it.
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