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’ Her features broke apart in a laugh. . A few yards further off something grey, inert, was lying, a huddled-up heap of humanity twisted into a strange unnatural shape. Those with true power were the Oracles. Then she realized that it was her business to let Manning talk and impose his own interpretations upon the situation so far as he was concerned. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. ” He greeted her. Martha was quite right.
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