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           Baker?"

           "Wellenoughtocomplain.Whydon’tyoucallonher,Mrs.Young-Hunt?Shegetslonely.Therearen’tmanypeopleinthisgenerationwhocancarryonaliterateconversation.ItwasWickhamwhosaidit.It’sthemottoofWinchesterCollege."

           SheturnedtoEthan."YoushowmeanotherAmericanbankerwhoknowsthat."

           Mr.Bakergrewruddy."MywifesubscribedtoGreatBooks.She’sagreatreader.Pleasecallonher."

           "I’dloveto.Putmythingsinabag,Mr.Hawley.I’llpickthemuponmywayhome."

           "Right,ma’am."

           "That’squitearemarkableyoungwoman,"Mr.Bakersaid.

           "SheandMaryhititoff."

           "Ethan,didthatgovernmentmancomehere?"

           "Yes."

           "Whatdoeshewant?"

           "Idon’tknow.HeaskedsomequestionsaboutMr.Marullo.Ididn’tknowtheanswers."

           Mr.BakerreleasedtheimageofMargieasslowlyasananemoneopensandcastsouttheshellofasucked-cleancrab."Ethan,haveyouseenDannyTaylor?"

           "No,Ihaven’t."

           "Doyouknowwhereheis?"

           "No,Idon’t."

           "Ihavetogetintouchwithhim.Can’tyouthinkwherehemightbe?"

           "Ihaven’tseenhimfor—well,sinceMay.Hewasgoingtotrythecureagain."

           "Doyouknowwhere?"

           "Hedidn’tsay.Buthewantedtotry."

           "Wasitapublicinstitution?"

           "Idon’tthinkso,sir.Heborrowedsomemoneyfromme."

           "What!"

           "Iloanedhimalittlemoney."

           "Howmuch?"

           "Ibegyourpardon?"

           "Sorry,Ethan.Youareoldfriends.Sorry.Didhehaveothermoney?"

           "Ithinkso.