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SHEAD's account that both he and STRANGE have grown inconfidence and skill from very tentative beginnings. This was bad enough, but for AuntGreysteel it was much worse; to all her fear of Strange was added theunwelcome conviction that Flora had lied. I am gladyou like Miss Greysteel so much . As she went about thehouse, looking for Flora, she kept repeating to herself, Snow, not rain.