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Show -170- to the residents of the high-rise apartment building in the area, many of whom were moderately well-off retired couples. The Professor asked t h e i r tx<ro colleagues if they would join them, but they said, no, they thought they would hang around a l i t t l e longer and see what happened. As the Professor and his friend got in the car, i t began to drizzle? so he had to drive with the wipers on. When they parked in the lot behind the restaurant and bar, he took his raincoat with him. Inside, the barroom seemed xdLthout l i g h t . In fact, a few rays seeped in from the restaurant area beyond a divider, and there were candles in green glasses on each table, but until their eyes adjusted to the dimness they could see nothing. In a moment, they could make out enough dim shapes to see that the bar was less than a third f i l l e d . They xsalked toward the rear? where a glass log blazed In a fireplace, but before they could reach i t ? they were hailed by a voice from a nearby table? They were almost upon the table, before they recognized who had called them. It was the other senator from their department? He was s i t t i n g with two faculty members whom the Professor recognized as members of the senate from other departments . "Pull up a couple of chairs. We've just trying to sort out this mess," t h e i r colleague said. The other two a t the table nodded, but said nothing. "You know, don't you?" the senator said to the Professor's |