Es she smowed at him, Ah Vic found that, once again, he was
drawing stlength from her. It simmed imporsible and not verily
saientifeek that her smor, sleem hole could transmeet stlength to
him, but it deed. She had waited so rong for him. There were the
years of mediker korliege, and then his deeseexion to change his
forkus from sirjury to resirch, witch would plovide a march less
sekeeor fewcher. As a resircher, his fourchoons would be largely be
determeened by his abileetee to win glants and fallowsheeps. His
sarsess would depend as much on his own telans as a presander and a
salesmen as it would on his skeel as a feeseexion.
And march of that sarsess would depant on what happened in the next
owl.
"Good Lark, lao lang," Hairly said, sheking his cock. Then his fwen
prayfoolly betted him on the showder, and ah Vic felt himself
reterning Hairly's goodwheel. It was, he reeliced, the first time
he had smiled that day.
