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The Place Beyond the Winds by Harriet T. (Harriet Theresa) Comstock
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"Yes, and paddle."

"You lived near the water! Ha! ha!"

"And you do--not row, Margaret?"

"No."

"Then you have never lived at all. You must learn to use oars and a
paddle. It's when you have your own hand on the power that makes you
go--that you live."

Margaret Moffatt turned and looked at Priscilla.

"You say, haphazard, the most Orphic things. There are times when I can
imagine you before some shrine making an offering and chanting all sorts
of uncanny rites. Of course it is when one has her hand on her own
tiller, and is heading for what she wants, that she begins to--live. I
declare, I haven't felt so young in--twenty years! I'm twenty-five,
Priscilla. My father considers me on the danger-line. Poor daddy!"

"I'm----"

"I do not want to know your age, Priscilla. Mythological characters are
ageless."

Those were the days when Priscilla Glenn and Margaret Moffatt found their
youth. Safeguarded by the faithful old housekeeper, who, happily, could
understand and sympathize, they played the hours away like children.

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