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not been to school yesterday, and her father had calledhis own office to excuse himself for the day because of what th It _is_ a war. They sculled on, heads low. He and Niles and the others had laughed at the crudeness of the thing,at the sad emptiness of putting it to its intended purpose, of being face-to-face with thatastonished stare and lamprey mouth.
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