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I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. Valade accorded the major’s greeting a brief nod and gave his attention back to St Erme. ” He stepped back as though he had received a blow. Michelle was sounding alarm bells everywhere in Lucy’s brain, but Lucy felt the pull of a 188 greater inertia, the urge to stay put so strong that to deny it was to deny the existence of gravity. "I told you that before," rejoined Wood, testily. Spurlock was basically a poet, quick to recognize beauty, animate or inanimate, and to transcribe it in unuttered words. .
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