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She blames all the destruction of the Round Table upon her and Lancelot's love, which, indeed, according to Le Morte D ' Arthur, is the seed of all the dismay that followed.
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She secretly places a curse on the couple during their reception, as she blames the duo for her husband's death.
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She began to explain, `` There was this poet, in Italy '' He interrupted, `` Please don't judge all poets ''.
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She soared over the new pastor like an avenging angel lest he stray from the path and not know all the truth and gossip of which she was chief repository.
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She enjoyed great parties when she would sit up talking and dancing and drinking all night, but it always seemed to her that being alone, especially alone in her house, was the realest part of life.
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She also banks into a turn like a fine runabout -- not digging in on the outside to throw passengers all over the boat like many a small cabin cruiser.
She drew on all her resources of mind and heart to help them -- to make them at home in the world ; ;
She was closing and within one more bound would have been able to reach the rear end of the bay, but -- and here Jones and Loveless and Ulyate were holding breath for all they were worth -- she never quite caught up that last bound.
She didn't mind working hard, not as if she figured to do anything wrong to live easy and soft -- all she wanted was a chance, where she wasn't marked as what she was.
She tried to think of his unpredictable actions in the eleven years she had known him and discovered they weren't so many after all.
She glanced at the man nodding beside her, a man with weather cracks furrowed into his lean cheeks, with powdery pale eyes reflecting all the droughts he had seen, reflecting the sky and the drought which must follow now in August -- yes, with eyes predicting the drought and here it was only June, only festival time again and thoughts of Gratt Shafer would not leave her.
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