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Then she went, leavingsmaller than ever I felt in my life,

before or since--even smaller than when I walked into the presence of

old Zikali the Wise Why, I wondered, had she first made a fool of me,

and then throay the fruits of my folly? To this hour I cannot quite

answer the question, though I believe the explanation to be that she did

really care for me, and was anxious not to involve s; also she h to see that our natures

were as oil and water and would never blend