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"I'll need a job when I quit this bed. That was one of the compensations for having consigned himself to this part of the world. And all the old—the old trick of shrinking up like a snail at a touch. ” “John, do you remember me at all?” “Lucy?!” He cried in disbelief. I don’t quite know why. I could not have spoken to her.
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