A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay
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"Love flows in her veins, instead of blood, and that's why she is so strong." "You know she gave me some of it?" "Otherwise you couldn't even have started." "I shall never forget that." The languorous beat of the day outside, the bright mouth of the cavern, the cool seclusion of the interior, with its pale green glow, invited Maskull to sleep. But curiosity got the better of his lassitude. "Will it disturb her if we talk?" "No." "But how do you feel?" "I require little sleep. In any case, it's more important that you should hear something about your new life. It's not all as innocent and idyllic as this. If you intend to go through, you ought to be instructed about the dangers." "Oh, I guessed as much. But how shall we arrange--shall I put questions, or will you tell me what you think is most essential?" Panawe motioned to Maskull to sit down on a pile of ferns, and at the |
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