Half an
hour passed, but Jack did not make his appearance. That was the true miracle of the
gift; without actual experience, to imagine love and hate and greed and how they
would react upon each other; and then, when these passions had served their
temporary purpose, to cast them aside for new imaginings. I never
hunt the human tiger without being armed. \" Michelle drifted into a
reverie. “And, after all, I am
just one common person!”
She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand
at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. "It's a miserable weakness to be afraid of
bloodshed.
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