We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man. Blueskin and the Minters were dragging Wood to the pump. " "Forgive you!" echoed his mother, with a look radiant with delight. The light disappeared.
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