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There was no reason why she shouldn’t be Capes’ friend. “I think, aunt,” she said, “you might trust to my self-respect to keep me out of that. And what did she do? Not only did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she ran away from him. ” He sidled toward her, but she recoiled from him, leaving him in possession of the hearth-rug. She was beauty, the key of magic, the teacher of spells, the predictor of wars, and the gate of the future.
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