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C: She refuses Gallot’s ministrations, past the bandaging. She won’t stay in bed.

AZZINER: Impatient. All of you new people.

C: The young ones, maybe. Not I, anymore. The push and scramble of a Gleaner’s life... (smiling) I can’t even imagine it, now. I learn from you.

(A large, luminous eye looks out from the darkness behind the curtain)

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