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I saw it in the bookshop window, brightly lit in the early morning gloom.

I *had* to tell Clive.

I ran out of town and danced, elated, around bushes across the meadows, to the tree.

Clive was there, cross-legged, his back against the trunk, facing away to where the sun would soon rise.

"Clive! My book's out!"

Clive lowered his booklight, turned to me and smiled.

"And quite a good book it is."

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