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knows what else. I reckon there’s a story in it—in Neutralia, I mean; not in Bellorius, of course, he’s been done.”
“Done?”
“Yes, I’ve a copy somewhere,” she said, rummaging in her bag. “Thought it might come in useful for the speeches.”
“You don’t think,” said Scott-King, “that we are in danger of being required to make speeches?”
“I can’t think what else we’ve been asked for,” said Miss Bombaum. “Can you?”
“I made three long speeches at Upsala,” said Whitemaid. “They were ecstatically received.”
“Oh, dear, and I have left all my papers at .”
“Borrow this any time you like,” said Miss Bombaum, producing Mr. Robert Graves’s Count Belisarius. “It’s sad though. He ends up blind.”
The suddenly ceased and a voice said: “Passengers for Bellacita will now proceed to Exit D. Passengers for Bellacita will now proceed to Exit D,” while, simultaneously, the conductress appeared in the doorway and said: “Follow me, please. Have your embarkation papers, medical cards, customs clearance slips, currency control vouchers, pas, tickets, identity dockets, travel orders, emigration certificates, baggage checks
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