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beginning to worry, although he wasn’t sure about what exactly.
The living room was just as they’d left it. The packing cases were still piled up on every piece of available floor. The newest packing case still sat in the middle of the room, the lid lying on the coffee table next to a rather ugly statue of a rearing horse. And Atherton was standing next to the packing case, staring inside.
“Dearest,” said Mary, catching something in his frozen expression. “Dearest—”
The children hurried forward and peered into the box.
It was empty.
The Newberry Cup was gone.
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