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That
was
the
really
important
part
of
the
interlude
,
and
all
the
idyllic
part
.
In
his
off
-
hours
,
when
Cooper
was
gone
,
when
he
might
ordinarily
have
been
eating
in
solitude
,
reading
in
solitude
,
sleeping
in
solitude
,
waiting
in
solitude
for
the
next
day
-
he
took
to
the
kettles
.
With
all
his
heart
he
was
grateful
for
the
Technician
’
s
position
in
society
.
He
was
thankful
,
as
he
had
never
dreamed
he
could
be
,
for
the
manner
in
which
he
was
avoided
.
No
one
questioned
his
right
to
be
in
a
kettle
,
nor
cared
whether
he
aimed
it
upwhen
or
down
.
No
curious
eyes
followed
him
,
no
willing
hands
offered
to
help
him
,
no
chattering
mouths
discussed
it
with
him
.
He
could
go
where
and
when
he
pleased
.
Noys
said
,
"
You
’
ve
changed
,
Andrew
.
Heavens
,
you
’
ve
changed
.
"
He
looked
at
her
and
smiled
.
"
In
what
way
,
Noys
?
"
"
You
’
re
smiling
,
aren
’
t
you
?
That
’
s
one
of
the
ways
.
Don
’
t
you
ever
look
in
a
mirror
and
see
yourself
smiling
?
"
"
I
’
m
afraid
to
.
I
’
d
say
:
’
I
can
’
t
be
that
happy
.
I
’
m
sick
.
I
’
m
delirious
.
I
’
m
confined
in
an
asylum
,
living
in
daydreams
,
and
unaware
of
it
.
’
"
