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Chapter 83

           Totheleftofthedoor,lookingentirelyoutofplace,hungabulletinboardcoveredwithconcertschedulesandreligiousserviceannouncements.

           Teabingfrownedashereadtheboard.«Theydon’topentosightseersforanothercoupleofhours.»Hemovedtothedoorandtriedit.Thedoordidn’tbudge.Puttinghiseartothewood,helistened.Afteramoment,hepulledback,ascheminglookonhisfaceashepointedtothebulletinboard.«Robert,checktheserviceschedule,willyou?Whoispresidingthisweek?»

           Insidethechurch,analtarboywasalmostfinishedvacuumingthecommunionkneelerswhenheheardaknockingonthesanctuarydoor.Heignoredit.FatherHarveyKnowleshadhisownkeysandwasnotdueforanothercoupleofhours.Theknockingwasprobablyacurioustouristorindigent.Thealtarboykeptvacuuming,buttheknockingcontinued.Can’tyouread?Thesignonthedoorclearlystatedthatthechurchdidnotopenuntilnine-thirtyonSaturday.Thealtarboyremainedwithhischores.

           Suddenly,theknockingturnedtoaforcefulbanging,asifsomeonewerehittingthedoorwithametalrod.Theyoungmanswitchedoffhisvacuumcleanerandmarchedangrilytowardthedoor.Unlatchingitfromwithin,heswungitopen.Threepeoplestoodintheentryway.Tourists,hegrumbled.«Weopenatnine-thirty.»

           Theheavysetman,apparentlytheleader,steppedforwardusingmetalcrutches.«IamSirLeighTeabing,»hesaid,hisaccentahighbrow,SaxonesqueBritish.«Asyouarenodoubtaware,IamescortingMr.andMrs.ChristopherWrentheFourth.

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