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Chapter Eight
By the time Linda left, full of excellent food served silently and efficiently by a man almost as old and just as well-preserved as the general, she felt quite cheerful. Her stop at the Haymarket did nothing to diminish her good mood. The long-suffering clerk provided her with a number of printed schedules and price lists and promised complete itineraries with alternative hotels, routes, and connections if she would return in a few days.
Having agreed, Linda moved on to the next step of her duties. She found a phone and a directory, called Handy Andy and arranged for a man to come and drag out the trunks, then an agency that rented electronic typewriters to have a machine delivered the next day. Then, out of sheer high spirits, she set out to walk

 
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