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It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods. Her fingers clutched the side of the door as though to steady herself. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. " "Never, while I've breath in my body, Captain," rejoined Blueskin, who had joined them. She treaded down the hall swiftly but stopped abruptly when she heard a voice in back of her. ’ A tiny giggle escaped her, and she lowered the pistol a trifle. Rummage, my boy, do.
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