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To win the contest meant you would be chosen to apprentice in magic as a priest under her tutelage. Directly in range stood the strange young man, although he was at the far side of the loft. He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. I'm burning to get to work. Not far from him was a knot of lads drinking, swearing, and playing at dice as eagerly and as skilfully as any of the older hands. He was continually dramatizing the future, anticipating the singular role he had elected to play. ‘And you come to me, thinking yourself half French, and expect me to take you in. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me.
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