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Then he had Serman lead him back to his lab. He sat at the zinc countertop in the light of one lit Bunsen burner while Serman crouched beneath, hidden by shadows and the lab stool.
Now the stars were a colder shore, and no one would see her kerchief if it fluttered. She bent her head and told herself she would not weep. Harp strings jingled in the dark.