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Eventually everyone went home and Ark took his facts
machine and satchel away from me, and the machine was a
little dirty but not broken, and Ark never once asked me if
I'd seen the widow's letters, and I never once brought it up. I
never even asked why the widow happened to drop by the
shop while I was gone or where her shoes had gone. (When
I got the satchel and facts machine back just a few minutes
ago to send this to you, I noticed that Ark had taken the
letters out of the satchel and had hidden them somewhere
else, but I won't try to find out where they are, as I don't
think I could stand the shock. Widow Muffin stayed on with
us tonight, but I didn't mind. She and Ark seem the happier
for it.)
This will be my last report to you, Astinus. I told Ark
that being a recorder was very exciting, but it was maybe a
little too exciting, and I would rather be a cobbler for now
and later an amanuensis, though to tell the truth I have
given some thought to being a cave explorer or a sea pirate
(I didn't tell him that part, though).
I also asked Ark if tomorrow he would show me where
my mother is buried so I could say hi to her and maybe
visit her once in a while. Ark said yes and also said he was
sorry he had never told me about her before and said it had
hurt him to even think about it. All he could remember
about her was that she was pretty. I thought about it and
finally figured that I could forgive him, because I don't
know what I would have done had it been me finding a
baby Ark, and it was all past anyway
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