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Unformatted text preview: d so have I. You knew it when we came into this room." "I can't believe it. I can't. Stolov, talk to me," said Aaron. "Norgan, go, call Yuri. Yuri is with Mona at the other house. Call there. He must come." Norgan didn't move. Slowly Stolov rose to his feet. "Michael," said Stolov, "this will be difficult for you. You want vengeance, you want to destroy." "You're not taking him, friend," Michael answered. "Don't try it." "Be still. Wait for Yuri," said Aaron. "Why, so that I'll be further outnumbered? Have you forgotten the poem I gave you?" "What poem?" asked Lasher, wide-eyed in his curiosity. "You know a poem? Will you say the poem for me? I love poems. I love to hear them. Rowan said them so well." "I know a thousand poems," said Michael. "But you listen to this stanza and understand: Let the devil speak his story Let him rouse the angel's might Make the dead come back to witness...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.
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