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pillars, all cut into short lengths— or so they seemed— and delivered them to 

 the open mouths that greeted her. The shutter clicked, but she no longer 

 minded that, for as an extra precaution I had clicked the shutter incessantly 



"THE NASHVILLE QUIETLY BROODING' 



until she ceased to jump at the sound, before I had inserted the first plate- 

 holder. Of course there were lots of failures— plates were fogged, the Nashville 

 moved too quickly, or the light was poor— but there were good pictures, too, 

 a reward for sitting hunched up under an unbrella with one knee crooked 



