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“But, how,” he said, sitting up astonished beyond measure, “not go on?” “I have been thinking while you have been talking. Charcoal. And we are not traders looking at equivalents. So far the boy's mind was clear. Will you forgive me—if I say no more?” She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. They were sharp and dripping with black blood. He stepped back further.
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