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In that time, no one had opened the door, and I was beginning to wonder if anyone was going to do it at all. And while I tried in vain to get through, Rachel was losing more and more patience.
— What was taking him so long? — She snorted irritably. «Dead or something?
— Don't joke like that,» I countered, «Maybe Dad's busy with something.
— «Busy?» And what's that, since he can't even hear you? You're yelling at the whole street.
Rachel's remark was ...
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