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"I think I'll come along with you and bodyguard you, Lola," Belle said, / the following morning after breakfast. "Clee's going to be seven / thousand miles deep in mathematics and Jim's doing his stuff at the / observatory, and I can't help either of 'em at the moment. You'd do a / better job, wouldn't you, if you could concentrate on it?"
"Of course. Thanks, Belle. But remember, it's already been announced -- no / death. Just hands. I can't really believe that I'll be attacked, but / they seem pretty sure of it."