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Tuesday morning at 8:50 her husband, Hawk, left the
police station, where he had sat since 7:00 A.M. to
protect Dingley Falls. He drove across the rickety
bridge and returned with his wife. The dogs returned to
the trailer park, but they watched her go by.
At 9:05 Sammy Smalter came to her post office
window, where he handed up one of his usual packages
addressed to New York.
At 9:20 Prudence Lattice, who had nothing else to
do, opened her Tea Shoppe.
At 9:21 Limus Barnum went in there for a cup of
coffee. He brought his own doughnuts in their
cellophane wrappers and a magazine for men.
At 9:30, after the jog around Elizabeth Circle and
the light but fibrous breakfast whereby he maintained a
form trim enough to don, if need be, the World War II
captain's uniform boxed up in his attic, Ernest Ransom
arrived at his bank, where he learned he had sold three
hundred shares of United Chemicals at a considerable
profit.
At 10:30 Polly Hedgerow, having already scored at
least 98 percent on her history final and having decided