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| 22 | 353 | With the stick I prodded the charred View more quotes about remains">remains of the papers, crumbling them to black powder in the ashes. |
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| 22 | 350 | I nodded, watching the last pieces of paper blacken and curl. |
| 22 | 351 | "Too," he said, "to whom could I, or you, report what we have found? We do not know who is privy to the plot and who is not". |
| 22 | 352 | "That is true," I said. |
| 22 | 353 | With the stick I prodded the charred remains of the papers, crumbling them to black powder in the ashes. |
| 22 | 354 | "This is not like you," said Scormus. |
| 22 | 355 | "What?" I asked. |
| 22 | 356 | "This," he said. |