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No
wonder
he
hadn
’
t
noticed
it
before
:
it
was
scarcely
more
than
a
narrow
alleyway
between
houses
,
lit
by
a
sputtering
gas
-
jet
.
You
don
’
t
see
many
of
those
anymore
,
thought
Richard
,
and
he
held
up
his
instructions
to
the
gaslight
,
peering
at
them
.
"
‘
Then
turn
around
thrice
,
widdershins
’
?
"
"
Widdershins
means
counterclockwise
,
Richard
.
"
He
turned
,
three
times
,
feeling
stupid
.
"
Look
,
why
do
I
have
to
do
all
this
,
just
to
see
your
friend
.
I
mean
,
all
this
nonsense
.
.
.
"
"
It
’
s
not
nonsense
.
Really
.
Just
—
humor
me
on
this
,
okay
?
"
And
she
had
smiled
at
him
.
He
stopped
turning
.
Then
he
walked
down
the
alley
to
the
end
.
Nothing
.
No
one
.
Just
a
metal
garbage
can
,
and
beside
it
something
that
might
have
been
a
pile
of
rags
.
"
Hello
?
"
called
Richard
.
"
Is
anyone
here
?
I
’
m
Door
’
s
friend
.
Hello
?
"
No
.
There
was
no
one
there
.
Richard
was
relieved
.
Now
he
could
go
home
and
explain
to
the
girl
that
nothing
had
happened
.
Then
he
would
call
in
the
appropriate
authorities
,
and
they
would
sort
it
all
out
.
He
crumpled
the
paper
into
a
tight
ball
,
and
tossed
it
toward
the
bin
.
What
Richard
had
taken
for
a
pile
of
rags
unfolded
,
expanded
,
stood
up
in
one
fluid
motion
.
A
hand
caught
the
crumpled
paper
in
midair
.
"
Mine
,
I
believe
,
"
said
the
marquis
de
Carabas
.
He
wore
a
huge
dandyish
black
coat
that
was
not
quite
a
frock
coat
nor
exactly
a
trench
coat
,
and
high
black
boots
,
and
,
beneath
his
coat
,
raggedy
clothes
.
His
eyes
burned
white
in
an
extremely
dark
face
.
And
he
grinned
white
teeth
,
momentarily
,
as
if
at
a
private
joke
of
his
own
,
and
bowed
to
Richard
,
and
said
,
"
De
Carabas
,
at
your
service
,
and
you
are
.
.
.
?
"
"
Um
,
"
said
Richard
.
"
Er
.
Um
.
"
