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           "Mindyourhead,"saidthemarquis,andheopenedadoor.Richardbangedhisforeheadintosomethinghardandsaid"ow,"andthenhesteppedoutthroughalowdoor,shieldinghiseyesagainstthelight.

           Richardrubbedhisforehead,thenherubbedhiseyes.Thedoortheyhadjustcomethroughwasthedoortothebroomclosetinthestairwellofhisapartmentbuilding.Itwasfilledwithbrooms,anelderlymop,andahugevarietyofcleaningfluids,powders,andwaxes.Ithadnostairsatthebackofitthathecouldsee,justawallonwhichastainedoldcalendarhung,quiteuselesslyunless1979evercamebackaround.

           ThemarquiswasexaminingtheHAVEYOUSEENTHISGIRL?posterstuckbesideRichard’sfrontdoor."Notherbestside,"hesaid.

           Richardshutthedoortothebroomcloset.Hetookhiskeysfromhisbackpocket,unlockedhisfrontdoor,andhewashome.Itwas,hewasratherrelievedtoseethroughthekitchenwindows,night-timeoncemore.

           "Richard,"saidDoor."Youdidit."Shehadwashedherselfwhilehewasgone,andherlayersofclotheslookedlikeshehadatleastmadeanefforttogettheworstofthefilthandthebloodoffthem.Thegrimewasgonefromherfaceandhands.Herhair,whenwashed,wasadarkshadeofauburn,withcopperandbronzehighlights.Richardwonderedhowoldshewas:fifteen?Sixteen?Older?Hestillcouldn’ttell.

           Shehadputonthebrownleatherjacketshehadbeenwearingwhenhehadfoundher,hugeandenveloping,likeanoldflyingjacket,whichsomehowmadeherlooksmallerthanshewas,andevenmorevulnerable.

           "Well,yes,"saidRichard.

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