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\"Want your pencil back?\" She asked him warily, squinting. Locked! He sped out to the corridor and went swiftly into the next room. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative.
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