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It felt good to be the one in control of important matters, instead of being helpless. Now, she decided things. It was exciting, too, when travelers came through-something different, a chance to talk to people from afar, or to see their strange dress.
Jon remembered the place. They had watered the horses here before the sun went down. The water's icing up, Qhorin observed as he turned aside, else wed ride in the streambed.
But how do we know they were inspired by God? Because it says so, right in the Scriptures! Repressing a grim smile, Kinsman told himself. At least the Quakers never fell into that dogmatic tailspin.
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