You are -" she stopped fanning long enough to push the glasses up her nose - "Sprout Bradford?"  I thought it was a little pretentious to say "You are Sprout Bradford?" instead of "Are you Sprout Bradford?" so I said, "I are Sprout Bradford!" in my best half-hick, half-retard voice.

We learned not to waste ammo even on warriors except in self-protection

Yes, the Gorgon has dried your tears.' Well, she has opened my eyes too; it's a delusion to say she blinds people. What she does is the contrary-she fastens their eyelids open, so they're never again in the blessed darkness.

Written By Edith Wharton

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