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y buried in the tell, and each was prepared to use his mind and imagination as skillfully as he used his pick and hoe. The rich fields outside, which had supported nine hundred farmers, had now only a hundred peasants who never knew when the next marauder would burn their crops and carry them off to slavery. Are any women in the world so beautiful as the young Jewesses we knew? Cleopatra, Sebaste, I saw all the others but there was never one like Mariamne. There's -- you take me back, man, and they're gonna look at you as being just as bad as me.
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