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ELIZA (to Roxanne, pulling firmly through the tangle and removing an elflock.) "Then it shall be as you say. If you are my Lord's sister, I shall love you as my own, for he is the gentlest, dearest, finest man that I ever knew, and I tell you frankly, I shall not willingly be parted from him. Tell me your desire, and I will try my best to fulfill it, though" (glancing at Galadria's generous proportions) "perhaps my lady's clothes would fir you better than mine."
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