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‘Well are you coming in, or aren’t you?’ said a demon, with big horns pricking me with his fork ‘Me? I’m not coming in. I’m a fried of God.’ , ‘You’re a friend of God? Well what are you doing here then?’ , ‘I’ve come…I’ve come…Bear with me a moment…I can hardly stand up…I’ve come…I’ve come a long way…to ask you…humbly…if…if, by any chance,…you have anyone here…anyone here from Cucugan…’ , ‘Fires of God! Don’t you try to be funny with me! As if you didn’t know very well all Cucugan if here!’ page 118