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Show 315 was forearmed, else he would have fallen down on the floor and confessed everything. "I just invited them over for dinner, Richie," she said, straightening his collar where i t had crept out over his lapel. "But Sarah Milburn got there f i r s t ." "I want to discuss the Book of Abraham with you sometime," Richard said. That was the book translated by Joseph Smith from papyri found buried with an Egyptian mummy and around which an aura of mystery s t i ll hovered. Richard was frowning, but Lorin knew that to be a signal that he had been doing serious thinking on a philosophical point. " I f you hurry you can invite us over one evening during the week," Lorin said, trying to be jocular. "I'm going to be in Detroit most nights this week, so we'd better wait t i l l next Sunday. Did I t e l l you I'm in the training program for loan officers at the head office?" "No," said Lorin, trying very hard to look surprised and interested. "Tell me about i t . " He couldn't remember i f he was supposed to have known that, and he couldn't make out what the expression on Alice's face was trying to t e l l him as he listened to Richard. Fortunately Sorenson became enervated quickly the next day and they had to quit around noon and go home. By two in the afternoon, at his wits' end thinking of an errand he might run that would plausibly occupy two hours and leave him sweaty-there was scarcely a shred of dirty laundry in the room and they s t i l l had milk and eggs in the refrigerator-Lorin hit on a b r i l l i a n t ploy. He sat on his own bed, in f u l l sight of his companion, a pillow propping his back, and started re-reading that day's quantum of |