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’ He glanced about and saw his quarry holding court at one end of the vast mirrored chamber. The shape of the head, the height and breadth of the brow, the angle of the nose, the cut of the chin and jaws, all were fine, of a type she had never before looked upon closely. All the rest of his existence was subordinate to this pursuit; he lived for it, worked for it, kept himself in training for it. I feel that I shall stifle unless I can do something—and do something soon. Her head had been shaved, and around it was swathed a piece of rag, in which a few straws were stuck.
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