"Well, you say that, but I'm not so sure. Have you really forgotten about /Phlebas? already?"
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She was counting off house numbers as she walked. Fourteen. Sixteen. Green bush in the way. Twenty. Broken fence. Can't see it on the porch. And the trelis rose must be /TwentySix?.
As she pushed open the gate, a /Grey darted out past her, brushing her legs rudely.
She whistled a little as she approached the /Door?.