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| 36 | 206 | "We View more quotes about know">know no more of Mytilene than thousands of others". |
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| 36 | 203 | "That is a town on Chios," said Margot, "where this year's Fair of the Farther Islands was held". |
| 36 | 204 | "We were there," said Millicent. |
| 36 | 205 | "What of Mytilene?" asked Margot. |
| 36 | 206 | "We know no more of Mytilene than thousands of others". |
| 36 | 207 | "Think back," I said, "long before the fair, something alluded to, perhaps in passing, say, in The House of the Golden Urt, over cups, a remark overheard, a sentence begun and then, obviously, not finished". |
| 36 | 208 | A sudden look of recognition, as of recalling a bird in flight, dating past a window, a little thing scarcely noticed, flickered across the countenance of Margot. |
| 36 | 209 | "It was only a thought," she said. |