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They may have escaped from thediamond mines, which were at no great distance, and naturally preferredthe free, wild life of the interior to the labor and tyranny which themiserable wretches condemned to service in those regions undergo.
The sleeping halls there were white and clean and bare of all things save one hundred beds.
“I hinted nothing to him about my ‘final conviction,’ but it appearedto me that he had guessed it from my words.
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Allthese were heathens; and besides them there were many more,--some menof power, others common men of no property.
"Krishna," I continued, "whom Arjuna ordinarily knew only as thedriver of his chariot, had also His universal aspect, of which,too, Arjuna had a vision one day, and that day he saw the Truth.
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Erling Skialgson again, and likewise many otherlendermen who would not abandon their udal possessions, went north totheir homes; and Erling had many people that summer about him.
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Call me—ifyou can—call me mother! Would you call me mother, little girl?”“I’d love to call you mother!”The child smiled up sweetly into the woman’s aching eyes.
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And as to her face, could it inspire nothing but passion? Could herface inspire passion at all now? Oh, it inspired suffering, grief,overwhelming grief of the soul! A poignant, agonizing memory swept overthe prince’s heart.