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You maidens so gentle and fair, “Couldn’t help it!” exploded the irate man. The total responsibility for the project had fallen on him for the past few days and it had made him nervous. “Of course you could help it. You’ve got to help it if you belong to the Service!” “And there are several weeks more of vacation,” sighed Mother..
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