On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. “Are you with us?” said the tired woman. They said no more for a moment, and each was now acutely aware of the other. Ennison listened, and he forgot where he was. He had chosen his time well.
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