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- Death stalked around the desk until he was standing directly in front of Mort. He stared at him for a long time.
- Then in one blurred movement his hand struck Mort across the face, knocking him off his feet.
- I INVITE YOU INTO MY HOME, he Said, I TRAIN YOU, I FEED YOU, I CLOTHE YOU, I GIVE YOU OPPORTUNITIES YOU COULD NOT DREAM OF, AND THUS YOU REPAY ME. YOU SEDUCE MY DAUGHTER FROM ME, YOU NEGLECT THE DUTY, YOU MAKE RIPPLES IN REALITY THAT WILL TAKE A CENTURY TO HEAL. YOUR
- ILL-TIMED ACTIONS HAVE DOOMED YOUR COMRADES TO OBLIVION. THE GODS WILL DEMAND NOTHING LESS.
- ALL IN ALL, BOY, NOT A GOOD START TO YOUR FIRST JOB.
- Mort struggled into a sitting position, holding his cheek. It burned coldly, like comet ice.
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- Mort p194
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