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At this moment the doorbell rings. No, we shall recuse ourselves to the basement where we shall be — I think here the expression is uniquely appropriate Dorr swings his feet out to sit up and accept the tea.
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Munson is setting places at a large table. He hits a button on the radio on his belt and talks into his headset: The General and Lump are standing in the middle of the floor, stock still, each clutching a bag of money, staring up at the same scriph of the ceiling.
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