[Written very carefully, very meticulously.]
"And tho his wandrings bore him oe'r barren stone and harsh crag, threwe forest dense and ice and snow, bless'd Elua didst come alast to a land sun-gylded, where grewe olives ripe, and melon and grape, and the folk turned not away in feare, but ope'd thir arms in eager welcome. And Elua and his
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I'm sorry, my lady - betimes it's difficult to keep track of all this writing. Have we met?
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To be perfectly honest, I've been spending a good deal of my time in the library.
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And the library is a fantastic place to spend time.
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