“The vote was put forth with no argument, and everyone except myself voted in favor. I, after soundly calling them all idiots, demanded a revote, and three members joined me, obviously uncertain which force they should throw themselves behind: me or Rutherford and Levins.” “You, clearly,” Arch said, his face starting to glisten from the heat of the day. “Well,” Quincy complained, “intelligence is not God’s gift to every soul.” Arch looked at her, a wry smile on his face. “Neither is humility.”
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