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Chapter 44

           .well...hedidn’tlikethisroad.Itwasgettingtoodarkouthere.Hehadbetterturnandgoback.ButthatroadatthesouthandleadingtoThreeMileBayandGreysLake—ifonechosetogothatway—toSharonandtheCranstonLodge—whitherhewouldbegoingafterwardsifhedidgothatway.God!BigBittern—thetreesalongthereafterdarkwouldbelikethat—blurredandgloomy.Itwouldhavetobetowardevening,ofcourse.Noonewouldthinkoftryingto...well...inthemorning,whentherewassomuchlight.Onlyafoolwoulddothat.Butatnight,towarddusk,asitwasnow,oralittlelater.But,damnit,hewouldnotlistentosuchthoughts.YetnoonewouldbelikelytoseehimorRobertaeither—wouldthey—there?ItwouldbesoeasytogotoaplacelikeBigBittern—foranallegedweddingtrip—woulditnot—overtheFourth,say—orafterthefourthorfifth,whentherewouldbefewerpeople.Andtoregisterassomeoneelse—nothimself—sothathecouldneverbetracedthatway.Andthen,again,itwouldbesoeasytogetbacktoSharonandtheCranstons’bymidnight,orthemorningofthenextday,maybe,andthen,oncetherehecouldpretendalsothathehadcomenorthonthatearlymorningtrainthatarrivedaboutteno’clock.Andthen...

           Confoundit—whyshouldhismindkeepdwellingonthisidea?Washeactuallyplanningtodoathinglikethis?Buthewasnot!Hecouldnotbe!He,ClydeGriffiths,couldnotbeseriousaboutathinglikethis.Thatwasnotpossible

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