Roy Norton

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Roy Norton,  The Shaman — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ The homes of the chosen few who had been instructed in the English tongue always were—as if they were of the elect, superior to their fellow townsmen, selected for strange missions, envoys in great affairs, mighty travelers into the unknown and formidable beyond, men who were repositories for preserved secrets, and—men who could brave foreign dangers and remorselessly kill those who sought to intrude therein! ”
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Roy Norton,  The Shaman — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ A gnarled and malevolent old crone, veteran of vicissitudes, of hard game trails and past starvations, disdaining the innovation of chairs and squatted morosely in the corner of the room upon the floor, addressed the woman who was evidently her son's wife.
“Why come these two white men?” she demanded, peering at me with rheumy eyes that doubtless had suffered in the smokes of many barrabaras and many camp fires. “Why did they reach here? Why are they still alive—the one who is with us and that other who is blind in the great house? Has the arm of Peluk weakened and grown fat and slow?
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Roy Norton,  The Shaman — Chapter 7 (1922)

“ And so, being cautious, it was not until the day that Jack could venture out into the open for the first time, and we were well away from the great house and the possibility of being overheard, that I broached the matters uppermost in my mind.
“Madame Malitka is a remarkable woman,” I remarked casually.
“By Jove! She is!” he answered with enthusiasm. “And I want to tell you something else. I think her about the finest woman I have ever known in all my life. Marvelous! Don't you think her the most beautiful woman you have ever seen?”
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