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I have to ask you something. Derek, did you leave a book in my cabin earlier tonight, and then come back to pick it up while I was asleep? Or Bill, maybe?
I didnt, Gillespie said.
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An 1898 novel called Futility.
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was William Stead. Gillespie learned forward. Ben, what was sai.
