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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Rezanov by Gertrude Atherton: a sort of enchanter's wand. The others evidently
saw nothing."
"The others saw only fog and shivered. But it
was there, senor! We have had a vision. A Rus-
sian city! Ay, yi!"
But Rezanov had forgotten the city. Her reboso
had fallen and a strand of her hair blew across his
face. His lips caught it and his eyes burned. They
rounded a headland and the world looked green
and young.
"Concha!" he whispered.
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