Two souls in travail; one inspired by fresh hopes, the other, by fresh despairs. The white haze of poison clouded her eyes. “I was very foolish to have been deceived even for a moment. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. "What is this?" she wanted to know.
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