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. You keep track of it-"
"You keep track of it! Damn it, Richard, I'm your wife!"
"Fight over it later. Leave the wig and the geisha costume here; we won't
have time today ... as I must first go see Rabbi Ezra. Unless you want to run
your errands while I run mine?"
"Buster, are you feverish? I'm not letting you out of my sight."
"Thanks, Maw; that's the answer I wanted. We go see Father Ezra, then we go
hunt living computers. If there is time left, we'll do the other chores when we
get back."
It being before noon, we looked for Rabbi Ezra ben David by going to his
son's fish market across from the city library. The Rabbi lived in a room back
of the shop. He agreed to represent me and act as a mail drop. I explained to
him my parallel arrangements with Father Schultz, then wrote a note for him to
send to "Henrietta van Loon."
Reb Ezra accepted it. "I'll stat it from my son's terminal at once; it
should be printed out in Golden Rule ten minutes from now. Special delivery?"
(Draw attention to it? Or accept slower service? Something was stewing in
Golden Rule; Hendrik Schultz might have some answers.) "Special delivery,
please."
"Very well. Excuse me a few moments." He rolled out of his room, was back
quickly. "Golden Rule acknowledged receipt. Now to other matters- I was
expecting you. Dr. Ames. That young man who was with you yesterday- Is he a
member of your family? Or a trusted employee?"
"Neither one
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