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Then she’d picked up her brush

God bless Peter for suggesting the party Without it she was sure she’d still be blocked

THIRTY-NINE

The next olden day The early and young sun hit the village and everything shone, made fresh and clean by the rain of the day before Despite being up for a couple of hours in the ht Ga between the wor They at least were silent After twenty ed across the green to join him on his walk

‘We should wrap it up today,’ said Beauvoir, watching Ga the road

‘Think so?’

‘We’ll get the report on the ephedra then question Sophie again She’ll tell us everything’

‘She’ll confess? Do you think she did it?’

‘Nothing’s changed, so yes, I think she did it I take it you don’t?’

‘I think she had er’

‘So what’s the proble and turned to look at Beauvoir It felt as though the day belonged to thee For athe Arnot people what they wanted It would be so easy to drive into Montreal today and hand in his resignation Then he’d pick up Reine-Marie frorave;que Nationale and drive down here They’d have lunch on the terrasse of the bistro overlooking the Rivière Bella Bella, then go house-hunting They’d find a place in the village, and he’d buy one of Sandon’s lyrical rocking chairs and he’d sit in it reading his paper each ers would co from the clothes line A fahbor for a party Reine-Marie would join Arts Willia to take

No

‘Did you look at The Dictionary of Magical Places?’

‘I did You so subtly told me to look at the stuff on France’