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, and the milliner’s exquisite minx, Du Barry. Only they played behind silken curtains, with little jewelled hands and heads and words. They fight with other weapons nowadays, but the stakes haven’t changed since Antony lost a world and won a kiss.” “And the stakes?” “Why, you are the Stake,” said O’Hara. “And I—and Celati there; they are playing for Power—and Man is Power—and Man, poo

d for our game; she is playing her own. And she is playing with loaded dice.” “And what game is she playing, pray?” “The oldest game in the world,” said O’Hara. “Antony’s dark-ey

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r fool, is their toy. Little Sisters of Circe—they have come out from behind their pale silken curtains and stripped the jewels from the small hands and perfumed195 heads and covered their shining shoulders with h

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arsh stuffs and schooled their light tongues to strange words—and we are blind and mad, and call them comrade!” “Tiens, tiens!” murmured De

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Nemours, “you interest me, O’Hara. I confess that I had failed to find this sinister glamour; but you open pleasant vistas in a parched land!

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” O’Hara gave him a wrenched smile. “That was not my endeavour,” he said briefly. Celati rose, a little stiffly. He was a heavy man, and o

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