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" She opened the book which she had brought to the table. Outside in the hall he paused and thoughtfully stroked his smooth blue chin. “Morning, Mom. ” “Oh, it wasn’t that. He thought of her and himself, and no longer in that vein of incidental adventure in which he had begun. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark.

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