If: a play in four acts by Lord (Edward J. M. D. Plunkett) Dunsany
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All right, Mary. But who is your master?
ALI He is carved of one piece of jade, a god in the greenest mountains. The years are his dreams. This crystal is his treasure. Guard it safely, for his power is in this more than in all the peaks of his native hills. See what I give you, master. JOHN Well, really, it's very good of you. MARY Good night, Mr. Ali. We are very much obliged for your kind offer, which we are so sorry we can't avail ourselves of. JOHN One moment, Mary. Do you mean that I can go back ten years, and live till--till now again, and only be away a day? ALI Start early and you will be here before |
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