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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: of her shapely shoulders, and a little scornful laugh.
When she had finished Tario was sitting upon the edge
of his couch, his feet upon the floor. He was leaning
forward with eyes no longer half closed, but wide with
a startled expression in them.
He did not seem to note the LESE MAJESTE of her
words and manner. There was evidently something more
startling and compelling about her speech than that.
Slowly he came to his feet.
"By the fangs of Komal!" he muttered. "But you are REAL!
A REAL woman! No dream! No vain and foolish figment of the mind!"
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