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She
said
quickly
,
"
No
.
I
don
’
t
want
any
.
"
He
said
,
"
You
’
ll
have
them
.
"
"
Honestly
,
I
don
’
t
want
them
.
It
’
s
silly
to
risk
-
-
"
"
You
’
ll
have
them
!
"
he
said
.
For
the
last
time
he
stood
at
the
immaterial
boundary
separating
Eternity
from
Noys
’
s
house
in
the
482nd
.
He
had
intended
the
time
before
to
be
the
last
time
.
The
Change
was
nearly
upon
them
now
,
a
fact
he
had
not
told
Noys
out
of
the
decent
respect
he
would
have
had
for
anyone
’
s
feelings
,
let
alone
those
of
his
love
.
Yet
it
wasn
’
t
a
difficult
decision
to
make
,
this
one
additional
trip
.
Partly
it
was
bravado
,
to
shine
before
Noys
,
bring
her
the
book
-
films
from
out
the
lion
’
s
mouth
;
partly
it
was
a
hot
desire
(
what
was
the
Primitive
phrase
?
)
"
to
singe
the
beard
of
the
King
of
Spain
,
"
if
he
might
refer
to
the
smooth
-
checked
Finge
so
.
Then
,
too
,
he
would
have
the
chance
once
again
of
savoring
the
weirdly
attractive
atmosphere
about
a
doomed
house
.
He
had
felt
it
before
,
when
entering
it
carefully
during
the
period
of
grace
allowed
by
the
spatio
-
temporal
charts
.
He
had
felt
it
as
he
wandered
through
its
rooms
,
collecting
clothing
,
small
_objets
d
’
art_
,
strange
containers
,
and
instruments
from
Noys
’
s
vanity
table
.
There
was
the
somber
silence
of
a
doomed
Reality
that
was
past
merely
the
physical
absence
of
noise
.
There
was
no
way
for
Harlan
to
predict
its
analogue
in
a
new
Reality
.
It
might
be
a
small
suburban
cottage
or
a
tenement
in
a
city
street
.
It
might
be
zero
with
untamed
scrubland
replacing
the
parklike
terrain
on
which
it
now
stood
.
It
might
,
conceivably
,
be
almost
unchanged
.
And
(
Harlan
touched
on
this
thought
gingerly
)
it
might
be
inhabited
by
the
analogue
of
Noys
or
,
of
course
,
it
might
not
.
