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"
We
never
demand
agreement
,
"
he
said
.
"
We
never
tell
anyone
more
than
he
is
ready
to
hear
.
You
are
the
first
person
who
has
learned
our
secret
ahead
of
time
.
But
you
’
re
here
and
you
had
to
know
.
Now
you
know
the
exact
nature
of
the
choice
you
’
ll
have
to
make
.
If
it
seems
hard
,
it
’
s
because
you
still
think
that
it
does
not
have
to
be
one
or
the
other
.
You
will
learn
that
it
does
.
"
"
Will
you
give
me
time
?
"
"
Your
time
is
not
ours
to
give
.
Take
your
time
.
You
alone
can
decide
what
you
’
ll
choose
to
do
,
and
when
.
We
know
the
cost
of
that
decision
.
We
’
ve
paid
it
.
That
you
’
ve
come
here
might
now
make
it
easier
for
you
—
or
harder
.
"
"
Harder
,
"
she
whispered
.
"
I
know
.
"
He
said
it
,
his
voice
as
low
as
hers
,
with
the
same
sound
of
being
forced
past
one
’
s
breath
,
and
she
missed
an
instant
of
time
,
as
in
the
stillness
after
a
blow
,
because
she
felt
that
this
—
not
the
moments
when
he
had
carried
her
in
his
arms
down
the
mountainside
,
but
this
meeting
of
their
voices
—
had
been
the
closest
physical
contact
between
them
.
A
full
moon
stood
in
the
sky
above
the
valley
,
when
they
drove
back
to
his
house
;
it
stood
like
a
flat
,
round
lantern
without
rays
,
with
a
haze
of
light
hanging
in
space
,
not
reaching
the
ground
,
and
the
illumination
seemed
to
come
from
the
abnormal
white
brightness
of
the
soil
.
In
the
unnatural
stillness
of
sight
without
color
,
the
earth
seemed
veiled
by
a
film
of
distance
,
its
shapes
did
not
merge
into
a
landscape
,
but
went
slowly
flowing
past
,
like
the
print
of
a
photograph
on
a
cloud
.
She
noticed
suddenly
that
she
was
smiling
.
She
was
looking
down
at
the
houses
of
the
valley
.
Their
lighted
windows
were
dimmed
by
a
bluish
cast
,
the
outlines
of
their
walls
were
dissolving
,
long
bands
of
mist
were
coiling
among
them
in
torpid
,
unhurried
waves
.
It
looked
like
a
city
sinking
under
water
.
"
What
do
they
call
this
place
?
"
she
asked
.
