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There was a rap at the door and the Sheriff of the County entered.The office was dim now, at evening, but the figure behind the desk was rigid and unchanging, and the voice as singular as ever. "Do what you will," Dr. Haenlingen said. "I have always viewed love as the final aberration: it is the trap which lies in wait for the unwary sane. But no aberration is important, any more....""You're Si Klegg, aren't you, of the 200th Ind.?" asked the Major.
