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During the next three and twenty days Katheline grew white, and thin, drying up as though she were devoured by a fire within more consuming than the fire of madness.
She said no longer: "The fire! Make a hole: the soul would fain escape," but ever in ecstasy and delight she would say to Nele: "Spouse am I: spouse thou art to be. Handsome; long h
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