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Chapter Two

A Fishwife

“Just now, reverend, as I was descending from Vulture’s Peak Mountain I saw a woman stinking and dingy as a catfish flying through the air.

Vultures, crows, and hawks kept chasing her, pecking and clawing

as she screamed in pain. …” …

“That woman used to be a sorceress right here in Rājagaha. …”