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That's rightdear he said. Are you hurtBella?
It took me a minute to think that through. I was confused by the memory of Sam Uley's similar question
in the woods. Only Sam had asked something else: Have you been hurt? he'd said. The difference
seemed significant somehow.
Dr. Gerandy was waiting. One grizzled eyebrow roseand the wrinkles on his forehead deepened.
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What happened to you?
he asked casually.
I froze under his handtasting panic in the back of my throat.
Did you get lost in the woods?
he prodded. I was aware of several other people listening. Three tall
men with dark faces—from La Pushthe Quileute Indian reservation down on the coastlineI
guessed—Sam Uley among themwere standing very close together and staring at me. Mr. Newton was
there with Mike and Mr. WeberAngela's father; they all were watching me more surreptitiously than the
strangers. Other deep voices rumbled from the kitchen and outside the front door. Half the towyilai：
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