Chapter 11-5

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Dim corridors of overcrowded shelving, dry dusty air, and a world of titled spines, gold-tipped pages, and mountains of journals. This was the world of Ina and Douglas Bell, booksellers on Castlereagh Street. Mr Bell, a small man with a wealth of slicked-back hair and spectacles perched rakishly on his nose, was glorying over a trunkful of books, just arrived in. Mrs Bell, tall and quiet, noted prices on the inside cover of each addition and strolled the shelves to find their perfect position. Rosalie found their store peaceful and enjoyed the endless literary-themed conversations. She’d also discovered that if any piece of information was wanted, no matter how esoteric, then Bell’s Bookstore was the place to come. The front door was open promptly at ten o’clock each morning, Monday thr

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