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She was glad not to be baking in it anymore, or feeling the fiberglass splinters 64 invading her rear end from sitting on the bleachers. ” She gestured to an abandoned farmhouse down a long stretch of icy dirt road. The great door of the Stone Hall was thrown open, and the sheriffs, preceded by the javelin-men, entered the room. The cloth was removed, and Wood, drawing the table as near the window as possible—for it was getting dusk —put on his spectacles, and opened that sacred volume from which the best consolation in affliction is derived, and left the lovers—for such they may now be fairly termed—to their own conversation.
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