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... mother.” Shinabib said.
“I’m a barbarian.” I said. “You don’t trust me even though I’m a Truthspeaker.”
Mother turned her head and spat.
And then she led the way inside the tent. She took two paces, fell to kneeling, and then bent at the waist.
Behind and to her right, Shinabib did the same. On her other quarter, I briefly stood, and then popped both knees getting to kneeling.
“You may rise, second cousin.” said the man I took for Asheph ibn Harran ibn Pes ...
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