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I have generally found that women are capable of great heroism. At least as great as men.” He thought of the nuns who had raised him and added, “And they frequently make less fuss over it.”
“It could,” acknowledged Slate, “but show me a clandestine operation without leaks, and I’ll show you one where everybody involved is dead.” “We’re a clandestine operation,” said Caliban. There was an awkward silence.
“Indexes,” he said determinedly, “are essential to the proper functioning of a civilized society.”
I would know you anywhere. I would recognize you at the bottom of a mineshaft on a moonless light, if I were deaf and blind.
He wanted to hold her hand between his until the heat of his fingers warmed her. He wanted to say Don’t go. He wanted to say Let me come with you. He said, “Be careful…my liege.”
“Do you think I don’t know how to act around thieves and ruffians?” “The fact that you even use a word like ‘ruffians’ is not filling me with confidence, no.”
“Prayer is for the one who prays. It would be a monstrous arrogance to think that my prayers might sway the heart of a god.”
Perhaps he’d come at last to a place where strength no longer availed him. Perhaps it was time to try something else.
“I was possessed,” said Caliban. “I am now rather less possessed.”
Well, if I live through this, my nightmares will be amazing.
