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’
Nothing
.
’
’
Nothing
?
’
’
Well
,
you
could
certainly
become
a
very
successful
burglar
.
.
.
sorry
.
That
was
tasteless
of
me
.
’
’
I
thought
so
.
’
Cutwell
patted
her
ineptly
on
the
hand
,
and
Keli
was
too
preoccupied
even
to
notice
such
flagrant
lesè
majesté
.
’
You
see
,
everything
’
s
fixed
.
History
is
all
worked
out
,
from
start
to
finish
.
What
the
facts
actually
are
is
beside
the
point
;
history
just
rolls
straight
over
the
top
of
them
.
You
can
’
t
change
anything
because
the
changes
are
already
part
of
it
.
You
’
re
dead
.
It
’
s
fated
.
You
’
ll
just
have
to
accept
it
.
’
He
gave
an
apologetic
grin
.
’
You
’
re
a
lot
luckier
than
most
dead
people
,
if
you
look
at
it
objectively
,
’
he
said
.
’
You
’
re
alive
to
enjoy
it
.
’
’
I
don
’
t
want
to
accept
it
.
Why
should
I
accept
it
?
It
’
s
not
my
fault
!
’
’
You
don
’
t
understand
.
History
is
moving
on
.
You
can
’
t
get
involved
in
it
any
more
.
There
isn
’
t
a
part
in
it
for
you
,
don
’
t
you
see
?
Best
to
let
things
take
their
course
.
’
He
patted
her
hand
again
.
She
looked
at
him
.
He
withdrew
his
hand
.
’
What
am
I
supposed
to
do
then
?
’
she
said
.
’
Not
eat
,
because
the
food
wasn
’
t
destined
to
be
eaten
by
me
?
Go
and
live
in
a
crypt
somewhere
?
’
