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“We parted— that night the best of friends. Jack had well-nigh fallen too. Taking hold of the hilt of his own foil, he drew it forth. There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. “In it lies the secret poison he used to turn you into an Oracle. Then as she drew nearer paint showed upon her face, and a harsh purpose behind the quiet expression of her open countenance, and a sort of unreality in her splendor betrayed itself for which Ann Veronica could not recall the right word—a word, half understood, that lurked and hid in her mind, the word “meretricious. I never met your sister in Paris, but I heard about her more than once. They may be modified and printed and given away--you may do practically ANYTHING with public domain eBooks. And the less “anything” happened the better. I don’t want to know.
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