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Look
for
something
I
.
His
hasty
hand
went
quick
into
a
pocket
,
took
out
,
read
unfolded
Agendath
Netaim
.
Where
did
I
?
Busy
looking
He
thrust
back
quick
Agendath
.
Afternoon
she
said
.
I
am
looking
for
that
.
Yes
,
that
.
Try
all
pockets
.
Handker
.
Freeman
.
Where
did
I
?
Ah
,
yes
.
Trousers
.
Potato
.
Purse
.
Where
?
Hurry
.
Walk
quietly
.
Moment
more
.
My
heart
.
His
hand
looking
for
the
where
did
I
put
found
in
his
hip
pocket
soap
lotion
have
to
call
tepid
paper
stuck
.
Ah
soap
there
I
yes
.
Gate
.
Safe
!
Urbane
,
to
comfort
them
,
the
quaker
librarian
purred
:
