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"
You
eaten
breakfast
yet
?
"
"
Not
yet
.
"
"
Well
,
that
seems
like
a
heck
of
a
good
starting
place
to
me
,
"
said
Mulligan
.
They
were
over
the
bridge
now
,
and
entering
the
northwest
side
of
the
town
.
"
This
is
Main
Street
,
"
said
Mulligan
,
"
and
this
,
"
he
said
,
crossing
Main
Street
and
turning
right
,
"
is
the
town
square
.
"
Even
in
the
winter
the
town
square
was
impressive
,
but
Shadow
knew
that
this
place
was
meant
to
be
seen
in
summer
:
it
would
be
a
riot
of
color
,
of
poppies
and
irises
and
flowers
of
every
kind
,
and
the
clump
of
birch
trees
in
one
corner
would
be
a
green
and
silver
bower
.
Now
it
was
a
colorless
place
,
beautiful
in
a
skeletal
way
,
the
band
shell
empty
,
the
fountain
turned
off
for
the
winter
,
the
brownstone
city
hall
capped
by
white
snow
.
"
…
and
this
,
"
concluded
Chad
Mulligan
,
bringing
the
car
to
a
stop
outside
a
high
glass
-
fronted
old
building
on
the
west
of
the
square
,
"
is
Mabel
’
s
.
"
He
got
out
of
the
car
,
opened
the
rear
door
for
Shadow
.
The
two
men
put
their
heads
down
against
the
cold
and
the
wind
,
and
hurried
across
the
sidewalk
and
into
a
warm
room
,
fragrant
with
the
smells
of
new
-
baked
bread
,
of
pastry
and
soup
and
bacon
.
The
place
was
almost
empty
.
Mulligan
sat
down
at
a
table
and
Shadow
sat
opposite
him
.
He
suspected
that
Mulligan
was
doing
this
to
get
a
feel
for
the
stranger
in
town
.
Then
again
,
the
police
chief
might
simply
be
what
he
appeared
:
friendly
,
helpful
,
good
.
A
woman
bustled
over
to
their
table
,
not
fat
but
big
,
a
big
woman
in
her
sixties
,
her
hair
bottle
-
bronze
.
"
Hello
,
Chad
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
’
ll
want
a
hot
chocolate
while
you
’
re
thinking
.
"
She
handed
them
two
laminated
menus
.
