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Peacetime Proclamation
His words seemed of little help to his friend, and Eliezer struggled to think what could be done for the man from Delphi to comfort him.
'Jordan... please, cheer up. All is not lost.'
There was a knock at the door. He looked to the door and then again at Jordan.
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