” She drew in her breath; then louder, she said, “You remember. Dougless started to reply, but instead turned to the clerk who’d come forward to greet them. Had he seen proof of this black civilization, it might have shaken his preconceptions, for he was, above all, a man of probity. Twice the witch doctor had warned the man, and twice the injunc- tions had been ignored.
Beasley said excitedly. “Someone around here must know who you are. Dougless had no idea what the words said, but to her eyes the paper looked like an Elizabethan runaway note. I must hear how your world thinks of mine,” he said.
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