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"His big foolish grin stretched even wider; he thought soon it would meet in the back, tie a lovers knot there, and most of his poor old bean would just topple off. In addition she told him that she had read each of his eight novels at least twice, and had read her very favorites, the Misery novels, four, five, maybe six times. Whatever you called the stuff, however, there were enough torches in there to get the whole village afire - it would burn like a Guy Fawkes dummy, Geoffrey thought.
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