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Better to remain silent. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. At the present moment she was living in a world of her own creation, a carnival of brave men and fair women, characters out of the tales she had so newly read for the first time. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink. He had been formally adopted by the Becks at the age of twelve. He opened it—just off-hand, and then when he saw what it was he hit at the table and sent his soup spoon flying and splashing on to the tablecloth. They walked past his old jungle gym set to a hilly park that dwelled sleepily beyond his house. ’ She moved quickly to the nearest bookcase, and listened intently to the sound of Jack’s voice. ” “Anything except that,” he murmured.
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