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She must have the capability to learn magic, to learn the enchantments that add to her power. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. Michelle looked her up and down, liking the results of her efforts. “Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. He kissed her again. The crowd dispersed in different directions, and most fortunately a heavy shower coming on, put them altogether to flight.
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