Cranly came out through the door of the entrance hall, his hat thrust back on the nape of his neck and picking his teeth with care. He had felt a subtle, dark, and murmurous presence penetrate his being and fire him with a brief iniquitous lust: it, too, had slipped beyond his grasp leaving his mind lucid and indifferent. You meet heroes across a counter - and they are on both sides of that counter. Lead him home with a sugan the way you'd lead a bleating goat.
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