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Too late. Emmeline’s little pale wreath slithered down the curve of a hoop and knocked
a switch and two spirals as it did so. Again the Machine quivered. But this time
something delecate near the circlet—another spiraled wire—was flicked to a new
position. The Machine jarred. Al reached toward the three switches but only had time to
pull one.
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