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           HehatedFlamel’scrowd—andwhatbusinesshadFlamelhimselftointerfereinthatway,standingupforthepublicationofthelettersasthoughGlennardneededhisdefence?...

           GlennardturnedhisheadandsawthatFlamelhaddrawnaseattoAlexa’selbowandwasspeakingtoherinalowtone.Theothergroupshadscattered,strayingintwosalongthedeck.ItcameoverGlennardthatheshouldneveragainbeabletoseeFlamelspeakingtohiswifewithoutthesenseofsickmistrustthatnowloosenedhisjoints....

           Alexa,thenextmorning,overtheirearlybreakfast,surprisedherhusbandbyanunexpectedrequest.

           “Willyoubringmethoselettersfromtown?”sheasked.

           “Whatletters?”hesaid,puttingdownhiscup.Hefelthimselfashelplesslyvulnerableasamanwhoislungedatinthedark.

           “Mrs.Aubyn’s.Thebooktheywerealltalkingaboutyesterday.”

           Glennard,carefullymeasuringhissecondcupoftea,said,withdeliberation,“Ididn’tknowyoucaredaboutthatsortofthing.”

           Shewas,infact,notagreatreader,andanewbookseldomreachedhertillitwas,sotospeak,onthehomestretch;butshereplied,withagentletenacity,“IthinkitwouldinterestmebecauseIreadherlifelastyear.”

           “Herlife?Wheredidyougetthat?”

           “Someonelentittomewhenitcameout—Mr.Flamel,Ithink.”

           Hisfirstimpulsewastoexclaim,“WhythedevildoyouborrowbooksofFlamel?Icanbuyyouallyouwant—”buthefelthimselfirresistiblyforcedintoanattitudeofsmilingcompliance.

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