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“ ‘s only a few. ‘ve not got lots of fleas I promise. Them soldiers probably have more! ” jack pouted, pointing towards the top of the stairs where commotion from down below could be heard. Jack had only been at the Inn for a few days, but he quite enjoyed living inside, this was the first time he actually had reason to complain. “ ...do you ‘ave to see ‘em? ” not that jack was modest in the first place but what he was worried about was any sort of medical care. the only image that came to mind were needles and the smell of sulfa powder. “ I don’t want it to hurt, Ms. Elizabeth. ”












