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He got up brusquely. Lucy howled as tooth met bone, her arm clamped in the trap of Rhea’s huge canines. The biological laboratory had an atmosphere that was all its own. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. You would suffer the torments of the damned for what you had done.
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