"Not entirely," replied Jonathan, calmly; "though I shouldn't be ashamed of it if it were. He recognized the face instantly. "I couldn't bear to see you in it. I cannot tell you much about it, but my bad times are over for the present. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. We aren’t worth it. They would suffer amazing hardships to hunt the snow-leopard; but in the Temple of Five Hundred Gods they would not take the trouble to ask the name of one! But this girl, she was alone. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers.
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