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The rest of the little group looked at one another for a moment, nobody speaking. They could hear Beard as he tramped heavily through the hall; the door clanged behind him. The two strangers seemed to be grave and concerned. They had forgotten their mission in the agony of the moment.
It was all on the plane of common humanity now.