ONE:"It's only me," remarked the Clockwork man, suddenly looming into palpable form again. "Don't be afraid. I must apologise for my eccentric behaviour. I tried an experiment. I thought I could get back. You said I was to go home, you know. But I can't get far." His voice shook a little. It jangled like a badly struck chord. "I'm a poor, maimed creature. You must make allowances for me. My clock won't work properly."��There is no way out there,�� she said. ��Look into yourself and tell me if you really believe there is. The way is barred. You yourself bar it. How could I then pass over it?��
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