Thursday, February 12, 2009

Henri Rousseau Eve

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, yes. She's a colleague."
"Do you know where she is now?"
"At bed, if she's got any sense. Why?"
"Well, I understand her position in your organization's been terminated, and she wouldn't be allowed through here. In fact, we've got orders to detain her if she tries. And seeing a woman, I naturally thought you might be her, if you her unlace the flap of the tent. She hoped he wouldn't see the shaking of her hands. Clutching the rucksack to her breast, she stepped through. Deceive the guardian—well, she'd done that; but she had no idea what she would find inside the tent. She was prepared for some sort of archaeological dig; for a dead body; for a meteorite. But nothing in her her dreams had prepared her for that square yard or so in midair, or for the silent sleeping city by the sea that she found when she stepped through it.see what I mean. Excuse me, Dr. Payne.""Ah, I see," said Mary Malone. The policeman looked at the card once more."Still, this seems all right," he said, and handed it back. Nervous, wanting to talk, he went on. "Do you know what's in there under that tent?""Well, not firsthand," she said. "That's why I'm here now.""I suppose it is. All right then, Dr. Payne."He stood back and let

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