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" "Won't my life do as well as his?" supplicated the other. The sword, Jacques. And if one were to love some one very much, it’s just so that one would be blindest, just when one wanted most to see. “Bless you, sweetheart. He knew that tragedy was as blind as justice, that it struck the child and the grown-up impartially. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne.
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