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starts. I suppose I could take a little jaunt up to Chambers Bay and poke around." |
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"Whoa! Wait a minute! I don't recall . . . " |
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"No, you wait a minute, Elliott Grant Wages; it's my research, my idea, my theory. There's no way you can shut me out now." |
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Again she cut me off. "Go back to the beginning. I said I wanted two things. You get your book, and I get my thesisthat's one. Number two isI go with you." With that she made one final swipe of her plate with the bottom half of her biscuit, jammed it in her mouth and gave me a contrived smile. "I'm ready when you are." |
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