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Shadow
and
Nancy
brought
up
the
rear
.
And
then
they
were
out
of
the
House
on
the
Rock
,
walking
past
the
gift
store
and
heading
back
into
the
parking
lot
.
"
Pity
we
had
to
leave
before
the
end
,
"
said
Mr
.
Nancy
.
"
I
was
kind
of
hoping
to
see
the
biggest
artificial
orchestra
in
the
whole
world
.
"
"
I
’
ve
seen
it
,
"
said
Czernobog
.
"
It
’
s
not
so
much
.
"
The
restaurant
was
a
big
and
barn
-
like
structure
,
ten
minutes
up
the
road
.
Wednesday
had
told
each
of
his
guests
that
tonight
’
s
dinner
was
on
him
,
and
had
organized
rides
to
the
restaurant
for
any
of
them
that
didn
’
t
have
their
own
transportation
.
Shadow
wondered
how
they
had
gotten
to
the
House
on
the
Rock
without
their
own
transportation
,
and
how
they
were
going
to
get
away
again
,
but
he
said
nothing
.
It
seemed
the
smartest
thing
to
say
.
Shadow
had
a
carful
of
Wednesday
’
s
guests
to
ferry
to
the
restaurant
:
the
woman
in
the
red
sari
sat
in
the
front
seat
beside
him
.
There
were
two
men
in
the
back
seat
:
a
peculiar
-
looking
young
man
whose
name
Shadow
had
not
properly
caught
,
but
thought
might
be
Elvis
,
and
another
man
,
in
a
dark
suit
,
who
Shadow
could
not
remember
.
He
had
stood
beside
the
man
as
he
got
into
the
car
,
had
opened
and
closed
the
door
for
him
,
and
was
unable
to
remember
anything
about
him
.
He
turned
around
in
the
driver
’
s
seat
and
looked
at
him
,
carefully
noting
his
face
,
his
hair
,
his
clothes
,
making
certain
he
would
know
him
if
he
met
him
again
,
and
turned
back
to
start
the
car
,
to
find
that
the
man
had
slipped
from
his
mind
.
An
impression
of
wealth
was
left
behind
,
but
nothing
more
.
I
’
m
tired
,
thought
Shadow
.
He
glanced
to
his
right
and
snuck
a
glance
at
the
Indian
woman
.
He
noted
the
tiny
silver
necklace
of
skulls
that
circled
her
neck
,
her
charm
bracelet
of
heads
and
hands
that
jangled
,
like
tiny
bells
,
when
she
moved
.
There
was
a
dark
blue
jewel
on
her
forehead
.
She
smelled
of
spices
,
of
cardamom
and
nutmeg
and
flowers
.
Her
hair
was
pepper
-
and
-
salt
,
and
she
smiled
when
she
saw
him
look
at
her
.
"
You
call
me
Mama
-
ji
,
"
she
said
.
