Claude Yardley, the senior operator on C Crew, was leaning back in his chair as always, watching the power plant's main board. It was the truth, too. He obviously knew who he was, even though they'dnever met. Irene Flannery, birdlike in life like so many old women, scarcely outweighed her pine box, but thepallbearers' tread was heavy.
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