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It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. Her mind turned to her own future, the endless trickle of years. And that happens through our maternity; it’s our very importance that degrades us. \" \"May Day. " Blueskin nodded, and left the room. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. Good-bye. ’ ‘Not if you want one of good family, no,’ he agreed mildly. They don’t count, and I don’t care.
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