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“Ungracious little beast, I call her. “Just fine. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. She was the High Priestess. "Married!—no—no," replied the woollen-draper. —"As Rowland's whole crew perished in the tempest, and he only escaped by miracle, he fancied himself free from detection.
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