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Fear is the strong passion; it is with fear that you must trifle, if you wish to taste the intensest joys of living. Robert Louis
haunt the tangled slopes of Mount Vaea, but then it resolved itself into the burning end of a torch. Someone was running across the cleared land, torch held high, and I could hear, above the soughing of the wind in the banyan trees, a voice shouting, ‘Tusitala! Come quick!’