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28047	Walton, Bryce	Strange Alliance			.txt	text/plain	3317	399	90	Doctor Spechaug stopped running, breathing deeply and easily where he She ran with long smooth grace, and he had never seen a woman run like Doctor Spechaug's lips were thin, white, as he kicked savagely. Doctor Spechaug nodded, smiled gently. Doctor Spechaug had never been in love. knew you always walk along this path, always late for your eight o'clock "Both from Hungary," mused Doctor Spechaug. She stopped walking, turned, stared at him. Doctor Spechaug felt strangely uneasy then, a kind of dreadful Doctor Spechaug turned his dark head. But Doctor Spechaug wasn't concerned with the cultural that portion of the glass which was supposed to reflect Edith Bailey's Edith Bailey's lips said faintly, "What--what are we going to do?" "And what have I done, exactly," said Doctor Spechaug. Doctor Spechaug's eyes flashed up the narrow street. "Let's go!" he said to Edith Bailey. Doctor Spechaug heard himself howling as he became aware of	./cache/28047.txt	./txt/28047.txt