"She has cast no spell upon me, dear Thundertusk. She is, rather, my savior."
"Savior? That witch?" With that, Yves begins to unburden his soul, telling you of the debts he has incurred at cards and billiards. It seems that Mlle. Clotho is working on his behalf to lessen some of those debts.
"Do you need me to extend you a loan?"
M. Hébert's financial woes are of no interest to me. I bid him good evening.
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