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14 lines
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Arthur's consciousness approached his body as from a great distance,
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and reluctantly. It had had some bad times in there. Slowly, nervously,
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it entered and settled down into its accustomed position.
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Arthur sat up.
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`Where am I?' he said.
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`Lord's Cricket Ground,' said Ford.
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`Fine,' said Arthur, and his consciousness stepped out again for a quick
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breather. His body flopped back on the grass.
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- Arthur coping with his return to Earth as best as he could.
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