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“Florence Nightingale,” says Dr James Barry. “Is one of the most insufferable women to ever walk this earth. You understand, don’t you, Psyche?”
Psyche, being a dog and unable to utter a word of English, keeps silent. Which is probably wise; James is in one of his moods.
“Now she’s scared of me.” Continues James gloomily, tracing a circle in the dust with the heel of his tall boots. “Which is an interesting experience, I must say. I don’t believe anyone has ever been scared of me before.”
“I think,” James says, “I shall run her through with my sword.”