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"The Lit and His?" És, past the trees with cannonballs still lodged in them, past the past they both loved "But why didn’t the Chief Archeologist find Chao?"

"How do you know he didn’t?"

TWENTY–THREE

When the Chief Inspector and Émile Comeau arrived at the Literary and Historical Society, Elizabeth, Porter Wilson, tiny Winnie the librarian and Mr Blake were asse on?" Porter launched right into it before Gamache and Émile had even closed the door behind theist is back with solois is also there He’s ordered us to stay away froo down there?" Ga off his coat

"Well, no"

"Do you need to go down there?"

"No, not at all" The two men stared at each other

"Oh, for God’s sake, Porter, this is e," said Elizabeth "Let the men do their work But," she turned to Armand Gamache, "ould appreciate soive us"

Gaustin Renaud ht," said the Chief Inspector

"About what?" snapped Porter

"Don’t be a fool," said Mr Blake "About Champlain, what else?" When Gamache nodded Mr Blake frowned "You believe Samuel de Champlain is in our basement and has been all this time?"

"For the last 140 years anyway, yes Pardon"

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