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"Fooruman, how fast is your canoe?"
The old wizard glanced down and to his left as if staring at something invisible. He looked back at me. "Two spaces per turn."
"Thanks, Fooruman. The measurements you give me help so much, you have no idea."
"Wait," Araches asked, "you're considering one of us rowing a canoe, across dry land, to the cave?"
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