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I felt—I felt living in a masked world. Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. The highest form of knowledge was magic: the priesthood. ” “No? But it is very simple. ” She said with a smile. . Clearly dazed, he stared, whispering an oath.
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