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When she awoke, she felt sick, her mouth still salty with blood. Terror had laid a paralyzing hand upon her, fear kept her almost unconscious of the curious glances which she was continually attracting. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. I was extremely subtle—in fact, as devious as Melusine.
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