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 "Anything you want to do … I think a ride would be wonderful … now …" He did not need to look at Blake to see him. Once he had looked at him, his image remained in his mind's eyes. It had never left him.

They drove off, leaving the Le Claires' home behind. The cold had disappeared. The moon shone strongly and it was gloriously warm again. 161