It appeared that the narrative he had promised to read us really required for a proper intelligence a few words of prologue. He felt his cheeks aflame and his throat throbbing with song. "And how much will YOU, Miles, have to tell him? There are things he'll ask you!" He turned it over. He shoved it back and in the shadow of the trees Stephen saw his pale face, framed by the dark, and his large dark eyes.
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