If: a play in four acts by Lord (Edward J. M. D. Plunkett) Dunsany
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You see, there is rust about their mouths. [To DAOUD]: They are both unholy. [He points to R. heap, and DAOUD puts them there. To DAOUD.] Bring in some more. DAOUD Great master, there are no more gods in Al Shaldomir. JOHN BEAL It is well. DAOUD What orders, great master. JOHN BEAL Listen. At night you shall come and take these gods away. These shall be worshipped again in their own place, these you shall cast into the great river and tell no man where you cast them. |
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