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I had biked in to work, so I had no
way of following you, and of course I had no idea where you were
going except for *the farmhouse*. I tried going to the police,
but they weren't interested; everything was too vague and weird-
sounding. So I went back to the office and thought for a while."
"It seemed to me that your farmhouse would be 30 minutes to two
hours from here. Much closer and you wouldn't get any extra
privacy over your regular house; much further and it would be too
inconvenient for weekend visits. I kind-of guessed it was a love
nest, but I wasn't certain just how you'd feather it." We both
blushed.
"I narrowed down the search area a bit by assuming it was in the
same general direction as your house; the direction you headed
off in was at least consistent with that guess. That still left
a lot of towns, though. But it was all I had to go on, so I
started dialing Information for each of the towns. No dice."
"No," I said. "The purpose of this place is relaxation and
isolation; I deliberately didn't get a phone or even any clocks.
As far as possible, this is not the real world."
Roger nodded. "That left the local tax offices, for all those
wretched little towns. I knew there was nothing else to be done
until morning when they opened,
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