" "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued. "Because she's a fire-opal, and to the world at large they bring bad luck. I'm ashamed to say that I was too much terrified to scream out—but ran and hid myself. He allowed his irons and clothes to be taken off without resistance. " The Wastrel laughed. 255 “You have a very talented son,” was her opening line.
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