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"Russia'' the name rang in her ears and she gazed at Mr Harding on the stage. Her suspicions were beginning to rise.
'Who exactly is he?'
Mr Harding, still staring in her direction, beckoned to her to come up onto the stage with a slight furrow on his brow.
She quickly snapped out of her thoughts, took a deep breath, and mounted the stage.
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