But the little man was watching and she felt a fool, since Norman simply stared at her blankly. Potterley had announced somberly that once again she had dreamed of Laurel; but this time a Laurel grown up, yet retaining the three-year-old face that stamped her as their child. The girl said, We got a new baby in our house. 'In just under four hours,' he said, 'civilization, as we know it, comes to an end.
He turned again at a new voice. We face eternity now. It was Alice Sanger and Nitely hastened to her, oblivious to the rising clamor about him. Berg smiled at the younger man.
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