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30045	McKimmey, James	Planet of Dreams			.txt	text/plain	2811	282	92	It was a busy life for Loveral, up at dawn to work until deep night, "My dear," Loveral greeted her in his soft voice, showing the goodness "Rest is nature's finest tonic," said Loveral, and hearing his voice "An odd noise," Loveral said, his eyes searching. "Why, George," Loveral said, swiftly examining the litter of metal and "_George_," Loveral said, his smile still white but his eyes narrow and Loveral held up a hand, still watching Atkinson. "George," said Loveral, stepping quietly forward, "I don't like to say "Well, then," Loveral said, extending his hand toward the hammer, "we'll Atkinson stood unmoving, and Loveral could see the way the man's muscles "I envy you, George," Loveral said through his teeth. "George?" Loveral said, but not moving any further. "Correction," said Atkinson, holding an assembled revolver in his hands. Loveral looked at what Atkinson had in his hands. Loveral looked at Atkinson, into his eyes.	./cache/30045.txt	./txt/30045.txt