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"
You
are
a
bad
old
man
,
"
she
told
him
,
and
shook
a
finger
at
him
.
Then
she
hugged
him
.
"
Keep
safe
,
"
she
told
him
.
"
I
would
not
like
to
hear
that
you
were
gone
for
good
.
"
"
It
would
distress
me
equally
,
my
dear
.
"
She
shook
hands
with
Shadow
.
"
Zorya
Polunochnaya
thinks
very
highly
of
you
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
also
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
Thanks
for
the
dinner
.
"
She
raised
an
eyebrow
at
him
.
"
You
liked
?
You
must
come
again
.
"
Wednesday
and
Shadow
walked
down
the
stairs
.
Shadow
put
his
hands
in
his
jacket
pockets
.
The
silver
dollar
was
cold
in
his
hand
.
It
was
bigger
and
heavier
than
any
coins
he
’
d
used
so
far
.
He
classic
-
palmed
it
,
let
his
hand
hang
by
his
side
naturally
,
then
straightened
his
hand
as
the
coin
slipped
down
to
a
front
-
palm
position
.
It
felt
natural
there
,
held
between
his
forefinger
and
his
little
finger
by
the
slightest
of
pressure
.
"
Smoothly
done
,
"
said
Wednesday
.
"
I
’
m
just
learning
,
"
said
Shadow
.
"
I
can
do
a
lot
of
the
technical
stuff
.
The
hardest
part
is
making
people
look
at
the
wrong
hand
.
"
"
Is
that
so
?
"
