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” “When is Michaelmas Day?” said Ann Veronica, a little abruptly. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. ‘Word has it that she is English on her father’s side. It seemed incredible that she and her aunt were, indeed, creatures of the same blood, only by a birth or so different beings, and part of that same broad interlacing stream of human life that has invented the fauns and nymphs, Astarte, Aphrodite, Freya, and all the twining beauty of the gods.

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