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For he was a man and he was alone and these things had no importance to him.
man could get used to anything if he had to.
His mind spoke the words it spoke every night. Dear God, let the morning come.
And, before science had caught up with the legend, the legend had swallowed science and everything.
Sure, sure, he thought, but would you let your sister marry one?
Because he wanted the dog, because he needed the dog.
It wasn’t even that Cortman represented a part of the past. The past was dead and he knew it and accepted it.
