" Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. She could still feel his psychic presence all around her, and she knew he was thinking of her. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. Before she put on her sun-helmet, she paused before the mirror. The dress of the dwarfish Jew was not, however, favourable to this expedient. “I’m not gentle. This also struck her as odd. You don’t understand, Lucy, they just aren’t like that. She was the type that people of every age gravitated to, naturally affable and kind to everyone.
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