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” He glanced over at her cockeyed, and then returned his gaze to the road. Seconds went by, and the cannon fired just as Rhea descended upon Lucy. John picked it up and put it in her hands. 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. Lucy stared out to the busy streets beyond. I don’t want to know. I consented.

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