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For thirty years I have lived alone; but once upon a time
I lived among men. ‘Lucky I have you to keep me
from Bedlam, then. “It’s jolly of you to come,” said Ramage. She hesitated, and for a moment thought
of omitting her second verse altogether. "Whatever your
intelligence may be I will strive to bear it. “No way!” Michelle cried, and also looked around for
pedestrian listeners. She was
dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old
embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair
flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of
silver. It was a second reminder that against her claim to go free and untrammelled
there was a case to be made, that after all it was true that a girl does not go alone
in the world unchallenged, nor ever has gone freely alone in the world, that evil
walks abroad and dangers, and petty insults more irritating than dangers, lurk. But all normal humans smelled wonderful to her, even
dirty ones.
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