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Chapter 66

           "Wheredoyoucomefrom?TheNationalTheatre?"Butheshookhishead,asifhedidn’tunderstand."Averyrichman."Helookeddownatthedriver,asifhewouldunderstand,evenifIdidn’t."HeisburiedinSt.George’s.Afinecemetery."AndtherewassomethingsoperfectinhistypicalGreekidler’ssmile,inthewayheextendedsuchunnecessaryinformation,thatIbeganalmosttobelievethathewaswhatheseemed."Isthatall?"Iasked."Ne,ne.Goandseehisgrave.Abeautifulgrave."Igotintothetaxi.Herushedforhisstickoftickets,andbrandishedthemthroughthewindow."Youwillbelucky.TheEnglisharealwayslucky."Hepickedoneoff,heldittome."Eh.Justonelittleticket."Ispokesharplytothedriver.HedidaU-turn,butafterfiftyyardsIstoppedhimoutsideacafé.Ibeckonedtoawaiter.Thehousebackthere,didheknowwhoitbelongedto?Yes.ToawidowcalledRalli,wholivedinCorfu.Ilookedthroughtherearwindow.Theticketsellerwaswalkingquickly,muchtooquickly,intheoppositedirection;andasIwatched,heturneddownasidealleyoutofsight.Atfouro’clockthatafternoon,whenitwascooler,Icaughtabusouttothecemetery.ItlaysomemilesoutsideAthens,onawoodedslopeofMountAigaleos.WhenIaskedtheoldmanatthegateIhalfexpectedablanklook.Buthewentpainfullyinsidehislodge,fingeredthroughalargeregister,andtoldmeImustgoupthemainalley;thenfifthright.

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