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... d then I turned to Mors.


“Please follow me. I would like to introduce you to Sir Danton Woolcott.”


“Yes. Thank you.”


As I started to walk, Mors called me with an apologetic voice.


“Um, Mister Locke.”


“What is it?”


“It’s probably very insolent of me to even ask this of you, but…”


Mors said.


Then he asked me to talk to him more casually.


“Ah, but you are my instructor now, Mister Mors…”


When I said ...

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