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Ben
said
,
"
All
you
lack
is
a
brief
case
.
"
"
You
grok
I
need
one
?
Patty
,
do
we
have
one
?
"
Jill
stepped
up
to
him
.
"
Ben
was
kidding
,
dear
.
You
look
just
perfect
.
"
She
straightened
his
tie
and
kissed
him
and
Jubal
felt
kissed
.
"
Go
talk
to
them
.
"
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"
Yup
.
Time
to
turn
the
tip
.
Anne
?
Duke
?
"
"
Ready
,
Mike
.
"
Anne
was
wearing
her
floor
-
length
Fair
Witness
,
cloak
,
wrapping
her
in
dignity
;
Duke
was
just
the
opposite
,
being
sloppily
dressed
,
with
a
lighted
cigarette
dangling
from
his
face
,
an
old
hat
on
the
back
of
his
head
with
a
card
marked
"
PRESS
"
stuck
in
its
band
,
and
himself
hung
about
with
cameras
and
kit
.
They
headed
for
the
door
to
the
foyer
common
to
the
four
penthouse
suites
.
Only
Jubal
followed
;
all
the
others
,
thirty
and
more
,
stayed
around
the
stereo
tank
.
Mike
paused
at
the
door
.
There
was
a
hall
table
there
,
with
a
pitcher
of
water
and
glasses
,
a
dish
of
fruit
and
a
fruit
knife
.
"
Better
not
come
any
farther
,
"
he
advised
Jubal
,
"
or
Patty
would
have
to
escort
you
back
through
her
pets
.
"
Mike
poured
himself
a
glass
of
water
,
drank
part
of
it
.
"
Preaching
is
thirsty
work
.
"
He
handed
the
glass
to
Anne
.
then
took
the
fruit
knife
and
sliced
off
a
chunk
of
apple
.
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It
seemed
to
Jubal
that
Mike
sliced
off
one
of
his
fingers
?
but
his
attention
was
distracted
as
Duke
passed
the
glass
to
him
.
Mike
s
hand
was
not
bleeding
and
Jubal
had
grown
somewhat
accustomed
to
legerdemain
.
He
accepted
the
glass
and
took
a
sip
,
finding
that
his
own
throat
was
very
dry
.
Mike
gripped
his
arm
and
smiled
.
"
Quit
fretting
.
This
will
take
only
a
few
minutes
.
See
you
later
,
Father
.
"
They
went
out
through
the
guardian
cobras
and
the
door
closed
.
Jubal
went
back
to
the
room
where
the
others
were
,
still
carrying
the
glass
.
Someone
took
it
from
him
;
he
did
not
notice
,
as
he
was
watching
images
in
the
big
tank
.
The
mob
seemed
denser
,
surging
about
and
held
back
by
police
armed
only
with
night
sticks
.
There
were
a
few
shouts
but
mostly
just
the
unlocalized
muttering
of
crowd
.