Being Yours
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'Ah well,' Owen said with a sideways glance at Paul, 'our school trained us to talk born-to-rule.
Amy hadn't heard the phrase before, but recognized it at once. It was a perfect description of those particular tones, so confident, so loud, so fitted for command. She glanced curiously at Paul, wondering how he had kept that soft, slightly hesitant voice after such a training. Perhaps he had resisted it, or perhaps it just hadn't worked on his vocal chords.
'I can't picture you two at school together,' she commented. 'Were you one of those child prodigies, Owen, studying with pupils years older?'
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