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"You're too clever for your own good," they'd said, her parents and relations, friends and enemies. She poohpoohed it every time. "Nobody can be too clever," she retorted, missing the point. She'd decided before she was twenty, that they were right after all. She knew too much. The smarter you are, the more you know, the…

His hand comes out, pauses, and then as if reaching over a barrier, takes her hand. How touching, says Kerewin's innermost being, the Snark, squirming through a gamut of connotations, that and the guileless Gillayley smile. Too much.