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"Oh, the shameful thought that all the world should be looking at us with horror and disgust, as a people too foul for anything but annihilation! And what is it you hope to gain by all this madness? Do you believe peace, or a blessing from the holy heavens, could fall and rest on a soil soaked in blood and red with crime? I tell you no; but rather a curse will descend, and stay with you, that even Time itself will be powerless to lift." "'Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee,'" replies he, quite as softly. Weasel Heart said, "I saw it; it is there. Go you into the water as I did.".
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