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"Bonne nuit," he said to thee mittened hand on the leader’s shoulder as he passed

"Really?" said Ruth "You can make a bomb out of shit?" She seemed interested "I don’t believe it"

"Chemical fertilizer, not shit And don’t believe it I don’t care," said Beauvoir In fact, he preferred it that way There were times he didn’t believe it hi," he mumbled

"Numb nuts," Ruth said, and poured him a cup of tea that looked like rancid water She sat and rewrapped her torso with her ar the crazy farmer said he’d done?"

Beauvoir still saw Gamache’s face, would always see his face The look of disbelief and surprise Not yet dismay, not yet alarm That would come in a ged it up"

"How?"

"I need you to be occupied, to give h asking Gaiveness

Outside in the large co over co and taking orders

Chief Superintendent Francoeur stared at Beauvoir then turned and marched away Beauvoir took a breath, unaware he’d been holding it, then quickly stepped back into the Chief’s office

"Tell me," said Gamache, his voice authoritative

And the ent Paul Morin

It was the last they ever heard fro the dead

"I’ent Morin repeated "I’m so sorry"

"It’s not your fault Are you hurt?" Ga not to show it

"Don’t worry We’ll find you"