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Chapter 138

Cole waved a little awkwardly, since she had no idea what these people had to do with each other, or with Ellery. With the exception of Mikhail, they were all in their fifties at least. John, in his tweedy, elbow-patch-sporting jacket, looked like an academic. And Janet like the subject of that Jenny Joseph poem.

Dick peered up from the latest George RR Martin. “Where has Ellery been? We thought she had forgotten us.”

“Just been busy,” Ellery replied.

“You’ve missed out,” Dick said.

“Oh yeah? Highlights?”

Flossie reclaimed her seat. “This German couple took Miskha’s spot. But we soon had them put to rights.”

Ellery asked, “Musically?”

“The Halle, I think. Gave us some smashing Mahler,” Flossie said.

Ellery shrugged. “Das Lied?”

They nodded.

“Eh. Every time she hears that, she's like…hurry up and die already. Don’t hang there in D forever.”

John was polishing his glasses on the edge of his sleev
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