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Well," said Crow, "What first?"
God, exhausted1 with Creation, snored. "Which way?" said Crow, "Which way first?" God's shoulder was the mountain on which Crow sat. "Come," said Crow, "Let's discuss the situation." God lay, agape, a great carcass. Crow tore off a mouthful and swallowed. "Will this cipher2 divulge3 itself to digestion4 Under hearing beyond understanding?" (That was the first jest.) Yet, it's true, he suddenly felt much stronger. Crow, the hierophant, humped, impenetrable. Half-illumined. Speechless. 点击收听单词发音
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