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Give the character sketch of the lady in The Bear Story’.

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The lady is very kind. Once she finds a bear cub in the forest. She tames the baby bear. She brings him up like her own son. She feeds him on the milk bottle.
She gives him an apple to eat every day. She gives him a vegetarian diet. Sometimes she punishes the bear for his bad behaviour. She pets him before chaining.
The lady is very bold. She crosses the forest alone fearlessly. She hits the wild bear hard when he chases her in the forest. She does not tolerate disobedience even on the part of her pet bear. She is fond of taming animals.

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अध्याय 8 The Bear Story
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