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And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. Vovka dashed through the corridor hastily cut across the minefield, zigzagging gracefully between the marker flags like a downhill skier. And you're a real human being. It took the men about ten minutes to reach the old woman and the girl. The latter started off almost on hands and knees, intently peering into the grass and probing suspicious sectors with rods. Next to those vehicles stood "Chopin" - the OMON commander - and the doctor from the commandant's office, whom everyone respectfully called "Doc" to his face but "Aibolit" behind his back. Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know.
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" . "Well, it's time for me to go. Or the wheelbarrow may have shielded them - see, it looks like a sieve. .
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