The air was sweet with the smoky perfume of myrrh, hazy and dense with incense. “I don’t see what he has to do with my coming to London?” “He—he worships the ground you tread on. Then she begins to have visions of what is forbidden to all mortals: knowledge of the future. Let’s go up to my room.
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