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- EXCUSE ME.
- The tall dark figure was suddenly there, in the doorway, and then in a few strides was in the circle. A skeletal hand dropped on to the Dean's shoulder and propelled him gently but unstoppably aside.
- THANK YOU.
- The figure vaulted into the saddle and reached out for the handlebars. It looked down at the thing it bestrode. Some situations you had to get exactly right . . .
- A finger pointed at the Dean.
- ***
- Soul Music - p237
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