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Unformatted text preview: eive from . . . The Talamasca Yuri folded the slick pages, and slipped his copy into his jacket pocket right alongside of the gun. He looked up at Aaron, who seemed calm, unconcerned, deep in thought. "Is this my fault?" asked Yuri. "That you are excommunicated so quickly? Should I not have come?" "No, don't let the word chill your heart. I was excommunicated because I refused to leave here. I was excommunicated because I would not stop sending queries to Amsterdam as to what was actually going on. I was excommunicated because I ceased to 'watch and be always here.' I'm glad you're here, because now I feel anxiety for all my fellow members. I don't know how to tell them. But you, you who were the dearest to me, besides David, you are here and you know what I know." "How do you mean that you are frightened for the other members?" "I am not an Elder," said Aaron. "I am seventy-nine years old but I am not an Elder." He looked at Yu...
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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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