I was halfway under the pine when I heard another treego over, this one much closer. Now, cautiously,I took it out of my mouth and . And where had Ibeen? I had asked, but Devore hadn't wanted to say. Near dusk I went for a long walk in spite of theheat--all the way out to where Lane Forty-two joins the highway.
And relieved. And I did--just not enough. Back in town they didn't know just what to do. Hold on, Ki! Icalled back.
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