
An April thaw had turned Quebec gray when Jack Randolph burst into Alexander Macrorie's quarters. Give me a pipe, old fellow, and do not expect the usual entertainment. You step into this one-chapter preview with Jack Randolph at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. The final word waited beyond the chapter, with Jack's unnamed woman and future hanging on it. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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