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’ It was the Press who forced the identity upon me. Pain sliced into Gerald’s hand and his sword arm jerked. Joyous, she felt the need of physical expression; and her body began to sway sinuously, to glide and turn and twist about the room. He seemed to charge her with the ruin of their situation. It was clear she wanted to get away from home, that she was impatient to get away from home. He relayed many details of the location and the beautiful rivers of her home, a subject she never tired of. "Do not despair, my sweet soul," said Wood, in a soothing tone. The Leads.
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