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She smiled at the sight of him, and thereat his radiation increased. One can't help being jealous, you know, even of an unworthy object. That was the inconvenience of it; her head was swimming. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. What she did not know, and what she was never to know, was that the divine fire was hers.
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