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.Cooperate.Do not compete.""Yes, Frost.""Yes, Frost.""Now put me in contact with Beta."There was a short pause, then:"Frost?""Hello, Beta.Hear this thing: 'From far, from eve and morning and yontwelve-winded sky, the stuff of life to knit blew hither: here am I.'""I know it," said Beta."What is next, then?""'.Now--for a breath I tarry nor yet disperse apart--take my handquick and tell me, what have you in your heart.'""Your Pole is cold," said Frost, "and I am lonely.""I have no hands," said Beta."Would you like a couple?""Yes, I would.""Then come to me in Bright Defile," he said, "where Judgment Day is nota thing that can be delayed for overlong."They called him Frost.They called her Beta.Last-modified: Mon, 11-Aug-97 13:28:13 GMT
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