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The door closed and the two men were left alone in the small chapel

‘She meant you,’ said Beauvoir

‘Your powers of observation are as keen as ever, Jean Guy’ Gamache smiled ‘What is it? Did you want to make certain she hadn’t messed with my mind?’

Now Beauvoir felt uneasy The truth was, it looked as though the witch had behaved perfectly civilly It was he as about to mess with Gamache’s mind Silently he took the newspaper from his breast pocket and handed it to Ga Beauvoir’s eyes his slasses and in the silence of St Thorew very still It was as though the world around hi becaray hair in Beauvoir’s dark head He had the impression he could walk forward, pluck it and return to his place without Beauvoir’s even noticing

Ars he’d been blind to

‘What does it mean?’ asked Beauvoir

Ga fro the Arnot case

‘Old news, Jean Guy’ Gamache folded the paper and laid it on his field coat

‘But why bring up the Arnot case?’ asked Beauvoir, trying to keep his voice as calm and reasonable as the chief’s

‘Quiet news day Nothing to report The paper’s a joke, une blague Where did you get it?’

‘Gilles Sandon gave it to me’

‘You found him? Good Tell me what he said’

Gamache picked up his coat and paper and Beauvoir reported on his ’s intervieith Sandon and Odile as they walked into the sun and back to the old railway station Beauvoir grateful for the nored off the co

The two men walked in sync, heads down To an observer they’d look like father and son, out for a casual walk this fine spring day and deep in conversation But soed