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Elizabeth took notes and had to force herself not to lip-synch to each boardin a strange way The sa For ever and ever Ay, a sound so unique and startling Porter almost jumped out of his chair

"What was that?" whispered Ken Haslam For him it was almost a shout

"It’s the doorbell, I think," said Winnie

"The doorbell?" asked Porter "I didn’t knoe had one"

"Put in in 1897 after the Lieutenant Governor visited and couldn’t get in," said Mr Blake, as though he’d been there "Never heard it , shrill bell Elizabeth had locked the front door to the Literary and Historical Society as soon as everyone had arrived A precaution against being interrupted Though since hardly anyone ever visited it was n on the thick wooden door Board Meeting in Progress Library will reopen at noon Thank you Merci

The bell sounded again Soer jammed into the button

Still they stared at each other

"I’ll go," said Elizabeth

Porter looked down at his papers, the better part of valor

"No," Winnie stood "I’ll go You all stay here"

They watched Winnie disappear down the corridor and heard her feet on the wooden stairs There was silence Then a ain

They listened to the footsteps clicking and clacking closer She arrived but stopped at the door, her face pale and serious

"There’s someone there Someone ants to speak to the board"

"Well," de he was their leader, now that the elderly woustin Renaud," she said and saw the looks on their faces Had she said "Dracula" they could not have been lish, startled meant raised eyebrows

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