He was wild with rage, for hunters had killed his mate. He snatched her up —and bore her off to the forest. |
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Birthmark
By SEABURY QUINN
She was haunted by a curse—a blight born in the steaming jungles of Equatorial Africa.
Last minute shopping at Liberty's
and the Garelies LaFayette had taken more time than I'd reckoned, and the six-seated compartment to which I'd been assigned on the Treves rapide was nearly filled when I finished checking through the provost marshal's booth at the Gare del'Est and scuttled down the inner platform. Three of the four early arrivals I recognized: Amberson
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