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They wanted to sell us little pieces of rock crystal.
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Their great brown, innocent eyes looked into ours with
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such soulful intensity
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that not one of us had the slightest sexual thought about them.
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Moreover, they were very young, some of them eleven and looking
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almost thirty. "Look at those eyes," breathed Dean.
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They were like the eyes of the Virgin Mother when she was a child.
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We saw in them the tender and forgiving gaze of Jesus
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and they stared unflinching into ours.
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We rubbed our nervous blue eyes and looked again.
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Still they penetrated us with sorrowful and hypnotic gleam.
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When they talked they suddenly became frantic and almost silly.