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The People Of The Mist

CHAPTER XXVII
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Were she whom I love to leave this land, I should see her face no more, and this madness has come upon me that I cannot live without the sight of her.

Also, how can these people escape the dangers of the road?
But four of them are left alive, and even were they without our borders, they must journey for three months before they come to any place where white men live, passing through swamps and deserts and tribes of wild men.

This they could hardly do with arms such as those whereby the Deliverer slew the priests, and now their arms are gone, you alone know where, my father." "The instruments of which you speak lie in the deep waters of the temple pool, daughter, for there I caused them to be cast." "Their arms are gone," said Soa, "they are alone, here they must live or die.

Three of them I will give to death, and the fourth I would make the wife of the King, seeing that nothing better can be done for her.

Let her be hidden awhile, and then let Olfan take her.


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