When mistress took and died—’ Joan broke off and sighed, moving away to the window. For a few minutes all was silent. Her little white hand stole across the table. Well-balanced, sane, wasn’t I? You never heard anyone call me a madman? I’m pretty near being one now, and it’s her fault. If she wanted men to battle beasts in combat, a festival arose for them to battle for her. "I alone am to blame. I’ve got imagination.
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