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Rh Dokhio’s feast, and yet he forgave,” said Boho Rani, “Oh! the wonder.” …

But the Mother of Nagendra laughed, sure of her possession. … “The Godling of the arrows was not really burnt,” she said, “the flying foot belonged to Kama’s sheaf-bearer and rival, the less-than-godlet of unlawful love.” …

And the Wise Woman smiled to herself in the growing dusk. “The ignorant are incapable of receiving knowledge,” was what she said.