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CHAPTER VIII. But escape to where? She thought of the ships that sailed from the peninsulas to hot deserts where spices were traded. One mistress enough to ruin a man,—two, the devil. She felt her chest trying to float up, but the blessed undertow, the dreaded reason why she was warned to never bathe in the ocean, sucked her feet down, putting the decision where it belonged, into the hands of God.
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