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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Vision Splendid by William MacLeod Raine: that belongs only to the Heirs o Life."
"And can you guide me there?" The irony in her voice was not
untouched with wistfulness.
"Try me."
She laughed softly, stepped to the table, and chose a cigarette.
"My friend, you promise impossibilities. I was not born to that
incomparable company. To be frank, neither were you. Alice, grant
you, belongs there. And that mad cousin of yours. But not we two
earth creepers. We're neither of us star dwellers. In the
meantime"--she lit her Egyptian and stopped to make sure of her
light every moment escaping more definitely from the glamor of his
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