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Zyp had been with us a month, and surely never did changeling happen into a more congenial household.
Jason she still held at arm's length, which, despite my admiration of my brother, I secretly congratulated my heart on, for -- let me get over it at the outset -- from first to last, I have never wavered in my passion of love for this wild, beautiful creature. The unexpectedness of her coming alone was a romance, the delight of which has never palled upon me with the deadening years. Therefore it was that I early made acquaintance with the demon of jealousy, than whom none, in truth, is more irresistible in his unclean strength and hideousness.