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They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds. “But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?” “I have been thinking while you have been talking. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. ” “Very well.
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