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“The tunnel”

She unlocked a door with a key Here was the tunnel, low-ceiled, narrow, and daht froround for what felt to Scully to be a distance of two city blocks By the twists and turns and breaks in the walls, he surh a series of connected cellars

She unlocked another door, took his hand again, and led hihts of stairs into the conventionally furnished parlor of an aparth s that offered views of the Chathaht

Scully had been in the dark so long, he found it hard to believe that daylight still existed

“Thanks for the rescue, ma’am”

“My name is Katy Sit down Relax”

“Jasper,” said Scully “Jasper Smith”

Katy thren her bag, reached up, and began re hatpins

Scully watched avidly She was even prettier in the daylight “You know,” he laughed “If I carried a knife as long as your hatpins, the police would arrest erous character”

She gave hiirl can’t wear her chapeau all crooked”

“It doesn’t see affair, she always nails it doith hatpins long as her arm I see you are a fellow Republican”

“Where’d you get that idea?”

Scully reached for the ten-inch steel pin she was reht The decorative bronze head depicted a possuolf club “ ‘Billy Possum’ That’s e call William Howard Taft”

“They’re trying to make a possum like a teddy bear But everyone knows that Taft is no Roosevelt”

She stuck all four pins in a sofa cushion and tossed her hat beside the hands on her slim hips “Opium is the one pleasure I can’t offer you here Would you settle for a Scotch highball?”