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It seems he does not inherit the title. But it was now too late to turn back, and, nerving himself for the shock he expected to encounter, he ventured after his conductor. She was a lone white woman, therefore marked. Her mouth was an effective tourniquet. He glanced at the ruins of his High Priestess. "Going to befuddle himself between now and dinner," was the comment of Prudence.
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