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He
pulled
the
door
wide
and
looked
out
.
Rain
poured
from
the
black
sky
upon
the
empty
dooryard
,
into
the
canal
and
among
the
blue
mountains
.
He
waited
five
minutes
and
then
softly
,
his
hands
wet
,
he
shut
and
bolted
the
door
.
It
was
a
very
remote
thing
,
when
the
luggage
-
store
proprietor
heard
the
news
on
the
night
radio
,
received
all
the
way
from
Earth
on
a
light
-
sound
beam
.
The
proprietor
felt
how
remote
it
was
.
There
was
going
to
be
a
war
on
Earth
.
He
went
out
to
peer
into
the
sky
.
Yes
,
there
it
was
.
Earth
,
in
the
evening
heavens
,
following
the
sun
into
the
hills
.
The
words
on
the
radio
and
that
green
star
were
one
and
the
same
.
"
I
don
’
t
believe
it
,
"
said
the
proprietor
.
"
It
’
s
because
you
’
re
not
there
,
"
said
Father
Peregrine
,
who
had
stopped
by
to
pass
the
time
of
evening
.
"
What
do
you
mean
,
Father
?
"
