The morning after the villagers had at last accepted and
gotten used to our presence, the volume of the randomised
words invisible then we would leave town, for our work was
done at last the words had entered minds unfocused and
unopposed to entry.The last night would have the machine
summerise the weeks or days words spoken at that villagej
This would be a repeat of the treatment we had been giningj
them all week and would dig deep into their minds to plant
the clustered eggs of revolt.
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