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‘The oven, Mr Cal?’

‘Light the god–damned oven Fetch the pie pans Have you recipes for pumpkin pie?’

‘Yes, Mr Cal’

‘Then grab these damn pieces Tomorrow for lunch: Just Desserts!’

Quartermain turned and crutched himself upstairs

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

The e of the Green Town Board of Education was ready to begin

There were only two there beside Calvin C Quarter secretary

He pointed at the pies on the table

‘What’s this?’ said the other two

‘A victory breakfast, or maybe a lunch’

‘It looks like pie to me, Quartermain’

‘It is, idiot! A victory feast, that’s what it is Miss Flynt?’

‘Yes, Mr Cal?’

‘Take a statee of the ravine, I will make a few remarks’