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Rh, one on Bulka’s forehead, and one on Jensina’s.

Then the car went on its way, rattling and bumping, to the next letter-box.

Scarcely had it started before two rats poked their noses from the tall weeds behind the post, and with one swift glance about them, set out on a steady businesslike trot along the road.