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‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap. ’ Melusine shrugged. “I’m fine,” she said softly. Ann Veronica had come to the Imperial College obsessed by the great figure of Russell, by the part he had played in the Darwinian controversies, and by the resolute effect of the grim-lipped, yellow, leonine face beneath the mane of silvery hair. " "You'd better take care of your mother's son instead," rejoined Blueskin.
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