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I think that squeaking bird of yours is about the beastliest thing I ever met.
I really don’t want to buy anything.
The situation had the appearance of being at a deadlock.
One would have said that here was a man with a secret sorrow.
He was frowning slightly.
He paid no attention to the stream of humanity that flowed past him.
I guess something new came up.
There was nobody home.
They rose with increasing speed.
We were pretty well hidden.
Might as well go back to sleep now.
Maybe that was a good idea.
It could get on your nerves.
The landscape wasn’t all that interesting, anyhow.
You wanna come over here for a minute?
Now everybody pay close attention.
The sun was a hard white point directly overhead.
It’s a slow way to travel.
But all things must have an end, alas!
For a time there was silence.
I know my heart was strangely heavy as I turned away.
It will take a long, long time to get there.
And you were always so clever at guessing, weren’t you?
I have something to tell you.
For a long moment there was silence.
But it happened in broad daylight!
He was happy enough, I was sure.
The river was busy whispering many things to the reeds.
The sun blazed down, as any truly self-respecting sun should.
We paused awhile to regain our breath.
Therewith we walked on in silence.
I only wanted to know, you know.
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