Butch Cassidy sounded as if he needed all the help he could get. The door to the back hall and basement was only a few steps away, and he and Miss Vanderklomp were nose to nose outside it. They ignored us newcomers completely. “Mr. Cassidy,” Miss Vanderklomp said. “I wish to remind you that this is the Vanderklomp Memorial Library. My family donated this building to Warner Pier, and I am accustomed to having a small say in how the institution is run.” “And I’m accustomed to staying out of jail,” Butch said. “Jail? I beg your pardon! Why would you be threatened with jail?” “Because the authorities sealed that door, and they want it left that way. I am in charge of the library operations, so it’s my responsibility to see that the door remains sealed.” “But some of my personal belongings are stored there. I must access the area.”
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