![]() ![]() The dark forms of trees, the pillars of the cupola, the statues all stood in witness. She looked at George Marsh for a long moment, then turned to Stevie and nodded. She wore a plain brown wool dress and slightly crooked glasses. One more ghostly figure appeared in the circle-a girl, with curled hair and a gap between her teeth. ![]() You were seen by someone who loves mysteries.” He folded his arms and stared at Stevie, challenging her. He was a large man, strongly built, with a square jaw. ![]() He was wearing a pinstriped suit and a fedora. The figure of George Marsh materialized in the seat next to Francis. ![]() You take the stair away-that’s what he was saying. You weren’t the person who was never there, the one on a staircase but never on a stair. “But you wrote that before you left school,” Stevie said, “before it all went wrong. So Frankie and Edward played a hand and things were never the same.’” ‘The king was a joker who lived on a hill and he wanted to rule the game. “We were playing the game,” Francis said. “Everybody thought this was about Truly Devious. “Your stupid poem messed up the case for years,” Stevie went on, circling the space. There was no one in sight, and talking out loud helped. “You,” Stevie said to them in a low voice. ![]()
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