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We, ourselves, are scarcely the same we were twelve years ago. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. Abruptly she got out of bed, smoothed her sheet and straightened her pillow and lay down, and fell almost instantly asleep. “In it lies the secret poison he used to turn you into an Oracle. Somehow to-night—I don’t know.
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