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Pews had been brought in and set in two rows before the huge table, covered in white cloth, that formed the altar at the far end. He groaned, much to Melusine’s relief. She had felt very uncomfortable around him, grotesque. He did not speak for a moment. There one is! The same stuff still! One has a craving in one’s blood, a craving roused, cut off from its redeeming and guiding emotional side.
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