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I had slept soundly and dreamlessly; I wakened quietly in the great chamber into which Rador had ushered O'Keefe and myself after that culminating experience of crowded, nerve-racking hours -- the facing of the Three.
Now, lying gazing upward at the high-vaulted ceiling, I heard Larry's voice: