Lucy had passed the house once on the sidewalk, on a rare day when he was shoveling snow. There came a wild rush of anthropological lore into her brain, a flare of indecorous humor. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. There was nothing to be got out of the man. "I won't trouble you further, Jack," he remarked. "I'm your dupe no longer. “It was my sister Anna. Never mind. One hour later she had gone back to the mission—without the salt. “I’m thirsty.
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