Whatwasn't fading was the sense of something watching me, something that wasnot-Sara. Both he and Mr. I guess it doesn't mattermuch now in any case. The man took off his panama hat and mopped hisbrow with a handkerchief.
She lifted my hand, gave it ahearty smack, and drove away. I thought of taking her into Warrington's, but didn't. Nothing was there. His eyes arewide with confusion and fright.
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