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Unformatted text preview: eeting, beside Beatrice, who kept her fingers wrapped protectively about his arm. He was dressed somberly in dark blue, more like the rest of the family, as though he had put his old tweed style away. He looked not like an Englishman now but a southerner, Michael thought. Aaron shook his head as if to express some silent appreciation of what lay before them all. Then he spoke. 469 "What I have to say won't come as a surprise to you. I have severed my connection with the Talamasca. Things have been done by mem- bers of our Order-apparently-which have violated the trust of the family. I ask that all of you now regard the Talamasca as a hostile agency, and do not give any cooperation to anyone claiming connec- tion with it from now on." "This wasn't Aaron's fault," said Beatrice. "How interesting that you would say this," said Fielding dourly. He had been all this time as quiet as Aaron, and his voice now com- manded immediate attention, as it usually did. His brown suit with its pinstripe of pink seemed as old as he was. He seemed bound to exercise the privilege of the very old-to say exactly what he thought. &quo...
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This note was uploaded on 02/20/2010 for the course WRITING 220.200 taught by Professor Julie during the Spring '10 term at Johns Hopkins.
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