” She tried to sound convincing as she looked away hotly. Their conversation hung. But take a drop of wine," urged he, filling a drinking-horn and presenting it to her; "it's choice canary, and'll do you good. As you know my seed is infertile with all women, they are no more than cattle, but it was not so with my Rhea. Unless—would he hide from them as he had hidden from her? It was a big house, he said. Sometimes I think she’s tired of us.
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