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The
name
of
this
place
was
the
Red
Arrow
Lodge
,
and
it
was
buried
in
the
western
Maine
mountains
,
thirty
miles
from
the
town
of
Rangely
.
It
was
a
good
gig
,
Hallorann
thought
.
The
trade
wasn
’
t
too
heavy
,
it
tipped
well
,
and
so
far
there
hadn
’
t
been
a
single
meal
sent
back
.
Not
bad
at
all
,
considering
the
season
was
nearly
half
over
.
He
threaded
his
way
between
the
outdoor
bar
and
the
swimming
pool
(
although
why
anyone
would
want
to
use
the
pool
with
the
lake
so
handy
he
would
never
know
)
,
crossed
a
greensward
where
a
party
of
four
was
playing
croquet
and
laughing
,
and
crested
a
mild
ridge
.
Pines
took
over
here
,
and
the
wind
soughed
pleasantly
in
them
,
carrying
the
aroma
of
fir
and
sweet
resin
.
On
the
other
side
,
a
number
of
cabins
with
views
of
the
lake
were
placed
discreetly
among
the
trees
.
The
last
one
was
the
nicest
,
and
Hallorann
had
reserved
it
for
a
party
of
two
back
in
April
when
he
had
gotten
this
gig
.
The
woman
was
sitting
on
the
porch
in
a
rocking
chair
,
a
book
in
her
hands
.
Hallorann
was
struck
again
by
the
change
in
her
.
Part
of
it
was
the
stiff
,
almost
formal
way
she
sat
,
in
spite
of
her
informal
surroundings
-
that
was
the
back
brace
,
of
course
.
She
’
d
had
a
shattered
vertebra
as
well
as
three
broken
ribs
and
some
internal
injuries
.
The
back
was
the
slowest
healing
,
and
she
was
still
in
the
brace
…
hence
the
formal
posture
.
But
the
change
was
more
than
that
.
She
looked
older
,
and
some
of
the
laughter
had
gone
out
of
her
face
.
Now
,
as
she
sat
reading
her
book
,
Hallorann
saw
a
grave
sort
of
beauty
there
that
had
been
missing
on
the
day
he
had
first
met
her
,
some
nine
months
ago
.
Then
she
had
still
been
mostly
girl
.
Now
she
was
a
woman
,
a
human
being
who
had
been
dragged
around
to
the
dark
side
of
the
moon
and
had
come
back
able
to
put
the
pieces
back
together
.
But
those
pieces
,
Hallorann
thought
,
they
never
fit
just
the
same
way
again
.
Never
in
this
world
.
She
heard
his
step
and
looked
up
,
closing
her
book
.
"
Dick
!
Hi
!
"
She
started
to
rise
,
and
a
little
grimace
of
pain
crossed
her
face
.
"
hope
,
don
’
t
get
up
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
don
’
t
stand
on
no
ceremony
unless
it
’
s
white
tie
and
tails
.
"
She
smiled
as
he
came
up
the
steps
and
sat
down
next
to
her
on
the
porch
.
"
How
is
it
going
?
"
"
Pretty
fair
,
"
he
admitted
.
"
You
try
the
shrimp
creole
tonight
.
You
gonna
like
it
.
"
