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She was new, unlike any other woman he had met in all his wide travel. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. But—it’s one of the things I’ve just been thinking over.
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