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into the mountain and clatters down through a darkness relieved only by the occasionalglimmer of St. Elmos fire finally emerging after three days by the clock into the icyorange daylight of Saturns moon Titan. At least thats what Gillian said. Id sat silently opposite the large chattering woman for far too long when I eventuallydecided to speak. quotHistorical facts and figures are indigestible...hence the saying History repeats itself .quot Istroked my beak-like nose I have no illusions about anything anymore. She smiled apparently relieved. quotMy name is Gillian.quot Ringlets of black hair obscured hereyes but a sparkle of mischief escaped. quotSo you said.quot Three days to go. The train had just entered the tunnel. Beyond the windows nothing could be seen. We rocked andrattled always downhill. quotYoure a teacher then Mr. Hanoverquot Gillian had one of those hurried voices which alwayssound breathless as if it took a major effort to hold back the next flurry of words. I nodded.quotHistory.quot quotDo you enjoy itquot quotYes apart from the kids.quot quotI did a bit of teaching.quot quotBefore you became a talkerquot
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