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to listen, she meets him in the semblance of a maid fairer than the bride of the Love-god, and raises soft eyes to him and smiling lips. But, when he would embrace her, he feels the gaping wound in her back, which she had concealed under her long hair. And as he stands speechless with horror, she breaks away from him with a long loud laugh, and cries: a Thou
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hast kissed the Pontianak, thou must die!a And ere the moon is full again, his kinsmen will have brought flowers to his grave. But if he be quick-witted and courageous, he will seize the evil spirit by her flying locks; and if he succeeds but in plucking out one single hair, he will not die, but live to a great age, rich, honoured and happy, the husband of a Rajaha s daughter and the father of Princes.