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"
To
when
are
we
going
.
To
the
far
upwhen
,
"
he
said
,
grimly
.
"
Good
and
far
.
Where
they
won
’
t
find
you
.
"
And
in
silence
they
watched
the
numbers
mount
.
In
silence
Harlan
told
himself
over
and
over
that
the
girl
was
innocent
of
Finge
’
s
charge
.
She
had
owned
up
frankly
to
its
partial
truth
and
she
had
admitted
,
just
as
frankly
,
the
presence
of
a
more
personal
attraction
.
He
looked
up
,
then
,
as
Noys
shifted
position
.
She
had
moved
to
his
side
of
the
kettle
and
,
with
a
resolute
gesture
,
brought
the
kettle
to
a
halt
at
a
most
uncomfortable
temporal
deceleration
.
Harlan
gulped
and
closed
his
eyes
to
let
the
nausea
pass
.
He
said
,
"
What
’
s
the
matter
?
"
She
looked
ashen
and
for
a
moment
made
no
reply
.
Then
she
said
,
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
go
any
further
.
The
numbers
are
so
high
.
"
The
temporometer
read
:
111
,
394
.
He
said
,
"
Far
enough
.
"
Then
he
held
out
his
hand
gravely
,
"
Come
,
Noys
.
This
will
be
your
home
for
a
while
.
"
They
wandered
through
the
corridors
like
children
,
hand
in
hand
.
The
lights
along
the
mainways
were
on
,
and
the
darkened
rooms
blazed
at
the
touch
of
a
contact
.
The
air
was
fresh
and
had
a
liveliness
about
it
which
,
without
sensible
draft
,
yet
indicated
the
presence
of
ventilation
.
