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And an occasional muted Bronx cheer.

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    IV

The alarm chimed softly beside his bed; he reached out and silenced it,
and lay looking at the early sunlight in the windows, and found that he
was wishing himself back in his dorm room at the University. No, back in
this room, ten[Pg 25] years ago, before any of this had started. For a
while, he imagined himself thirteen years old and knowing everything he
knew now, and he began mapping a campaign to establish himself as
Litchfield's Juvenile Delinquent Number One, to the end that Kurt Fawzi
and Dolf Kellton and the rest of them would never dream of sending him
to school on Terra to find out where Merlin was.