The way it had happened was stupid, absurd. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. And you have to thank her presence, hot-headed boy, that I do not chastise your insolence as it deserves. This was good.
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