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There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. She raided their settlements in shifts, staggering her kills from tribe to tribe, undiscriminating of their petty politics. I don’t conceal it. Wood, popping her head through the window. You have said a thousand times that there was no shame in you.
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