A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. Clergymen were human. In all this world there was no sacred ground that said to her: Return! She was of all human beings the most lonely. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. Contests were held every year, the type of which depended on her caprice. There was plenty of sweet water.
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