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“And Lowell later, who thought he saw canals
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The faculty at Lowell High School loved having fun and partying together
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The second year at Lowell High School, Roger became Lead Teacher of the Foreign Language Department
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Roger did not find leaving Lowell High School as painful as leaving Wantagh High School
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He has some good memories of his students at Lowell
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Before leaving Lowell High School, Roger enrolled at the University of California at Irvine for his Ph
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One of her cousins was a custodian at Lowell High School while Roger was teaching there, and was attending a class that Josie was taking at Cal State, Fullerton
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“Jim, let me talk to Lowell; this is important
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“Sure thing,” Lowell replied without hesitation
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“Is there someone staying in the room?” Lowell asked curiously as though it was inappropriate to enter someone’s hotel room and take fingerprints while they were there
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“I’ll do it,” Lowell pledged
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When he returned to the hotel after a seemingly endless journey during which neither person dared to speak, Feltus immediately, and with a buoyancy in his step accounted for by his successful outing, proceeded to his office where Lowell was waiting patiently in one of the large wingback chairs situated around the coffee table in the sitting area across from the desk
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His smile, subtle to the point of being devious, indicated his pleasure with the unfolding of this latest event and invited Lowell to add to this with beneficial news of his own, but his expression gradually took on a more serious quality as he relaxed and caught his breath
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Lowell managed to conceal his emotions over his news behind his country-boy façade that resulted in his often being mistaken for a 192
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“First,” Lowell said as he raised one finger to indicate his thoroughness,
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“Excellent work, Lowell,” Feltus congratulated his old friend thankfully
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Lowell nodded his head, his perfectly parted-down-the-center hair not moving an inch
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Lowell puckered his mouth in consternation, and his eyes focused on the shiny finish of the coffee table
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After a moment of thought that yielded no results, Lowell leaned back in the chair in defeat and replied, “Name’s familiar, but I can’t really remember where I’ve heard it
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“Good motive?” Lowell asked curiously as he tugged at his large earlobe that was slightly red from his involuntary, habitual action
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Lowell nodded his satisfaction with his mentor’s amazing ability to piece this all together
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“Well,” Lowell interjected with a frown, “you may have a problem with that
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Lowell said hesitantly as though he did not want to be the one to burst his partner’s optimistic bubble
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“Be glad to help if I can,” Lowell offered sincerely and with the touch of modesty that marked his humble, ever-helpful character
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Lowell considered this suggestion for a moment then nodded agreement
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Feltus slapped Lowell on the shoulder as he started towards the door
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“Good luck,” Lowell said as his colleague disappeared out the door
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At least there had been no frantic calls from the hotel regarding the suspect, so that was promising in that he should have no difficulty in securing Terence; afterwards, he would turn the formalities of the procedure over to Lowell and Cyril and perhaps find time for a nap before luncheon
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The elevator doors opened, and after thanking the operator, Feltus stepped into the corridor only to be greeted by Lowell who was leaning against the wall to his left
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Lowell laughed at the irony
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” He paused to allow Lowell to continue with his report then, seeing that he would have to extract the information, continued,
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“Well,” Lowell said as he pushed himself away from the wall and seemed to take on a new enthusiasm filled with vitality and sudden energy,
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As he and Lowell approached the Carolinian Suite, he knew their presence was not entirely necessary, as he felt confident he could take the young and slender Underwood if it came to that, especially with the help of his twenty-two-caliber derringer he always carried in his jacket pocket
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In addition to that, Lowell and Cyril would serve as witnesses just in case there were any doubts as to the proper procedures or if there was a confession by the captured fellow
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“Not at all,” Lowell said confidently, “else the elevator operator and I would have seen him
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Lowell smirked, having heard of the incident in question, and mumbled, “Ingenious techniques, humph
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Frustrated by this and by Cyril’s snide comments that they should have allowed him to do it his way, Feltus and Lowell both mentally determined that this would be the last assault necessary to secure passage into the suite, so that they could silence Cyril’s rambling and not delay the inevitable any longer
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With the colour having faded from his face, Lowell nodded and turned back into the parlour while he removed a handkerchief from his pocket
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TEN MINUTES LATER, while they awaited the arrival of Doctor Burley, the coroner, Feltus quietly sat on the sofa in the parlour with Lowell and Cyril occupying the chairs adjacent to him
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“Absolutely not,” Lowell replied firmly and without hesitation to indicate his conviction in his duties
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No, he realized that his serious demeanour would ultimately prompt both Lowell and Cyril to accept the gravity of this case and change their dispositions towards the investigation
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Lowell frowned as he shoved his hand deep in his pocket and searched for his notepad that he removed with encouragement
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“I don’t have any names, you understand,” Lowell said, “but you may know them by their descriptions
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“Well,” Lowell said with some curiosity, “she didn’t return until after midnight, which I found very strange
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Lowell shook his head
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“Well?” he asked with a raised eyebrow and a tinge of hope in his voice, “anything Lowell missed? See anything different from your vantage point?”
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“Can’t say that I can help any more than Lowell
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When they were alone in the room, Lowell spoke up and inquired,
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“Oh,” Lowell said with surprise evident in his voice as he looked towards the floor in self-effacing shame
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Lowell nodded and answered, “Sure
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” Indeed, they were all about the same age, though Bobby Dan had grown up in the exclusive elite area of town and never really fraternized with the likes of Lowell and himself
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That, however, was a minor point, since Lowell had ended up proposing to Bobby Dan’s sister and being well received in the Jackson family despite his rural upbringing
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“Yeah, that’s right,” Lowell said
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Lowell leaned back in the chair as if to relax though it was obvious he was still troubled by the thought of Underwood
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Though they had never been close friends, they had worked together on cases in the past and got along quite well, due in part to their mutual, longstanding friendship with Lowell, but Bobby Dan was too keen on flaunting his name and his reputation in the faces of those near him, due in part to his deep-rooted political ambitions that were instilled in him as a child by his well-connected grandfather
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After contacting Lowell, who was overzealous at the prospects offered by this plan, and Elizabeth Bascomb, who was reluctant at first, claiming a frequent inability to produce the desired results, but finally agreed after some cajoling and after receiving a telephone call from Dr
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It was certainly unfortunate that, according to Lowell who had been back at the station on other matters, the photographers had neglected to take any shots of the windows so that he could confirm his observations that they had indeed been locked when they arrived in the suite earlier in morning; alas, that was not meant to be, but he had no doubts about his own abilities of observation and recollection, which would not be greatly challenged in a court of law given his impeccable reputation
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To his left, the wide hallway was empty and filled with heavy shadows that covered the position from which Lowell had watched and that would enable an individual in dark clothing to remain concealed from observers and those roaming the hall at ungodly hours, unless they passed directly by the one in hiding
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When he opened the door to his office, he found Lowell sitting in one of the wing-backed chairs in the sitting area that was in almost-total darkness except for one lamp in the corner that was partially covered by a fern on the adjacent stand
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Moving as if he were stiff with rheumatism, Lowell slowly arose and stepped into the light that revealed his tattered grey suit and the grey pallor to his skin, most notably on his hands in which he clutched the grey cap
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“How did it sound?” Lowell inquired eagerly, obviously hoping to reap praise for his portrayal of the deceased Terence Underwood
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Having seated himself in the same chair that he usually occupied, Lowell smiled and, after balancing the cap on his knee, crossed his arm to indicate his evident agreement
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Lost in his own train of thought that centered on explaining some of the peculiarities he had witnessed, Lowell paid no attention to Feltus and continued with his inquiry aloud, “And them ladies sure acted real calm
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“Sure thing, Lowell,” Feltus replied sleepily as he struggled to maintain his awareness so as not to give the impression that his companion’s suggestions were unimportant or insignificant, for they actually were quite interesting and puzzling now that he mentioned the subject
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Feltus motioned for Lowell as he sprang to his feet, his tiredness having been relegated to the back of his mind by the sudden surge of adrenaline that sent a trace of panic through his body, and made for the door with a surprising lightness and vivacity that a man of his size usually failed to possess
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His own curiosity having been piqued by the frenetic intrusion that had given no detailed information about the “accident” that had occurred, Lowell tossed his hat on a vacant chair and followed loyally without reservation, though his long strides brought him directly to Feltus’s side as soon as they reached the corridor
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As he removed his jacket and shook the raindrops from it, there was no doubt in his mind that this had been no accident, given the witness’s ability to identify one of the suspects in the previous murder investigation, and as he looked at Lowell who stood motionless at his side, apparently not bothered by the drenched clothing, he saw the look of disbelief and solemnity in those eyes that indicated he too was aware of the severity of the situation
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“Bad thing to have happen just now,” Lowell agreed in his calm, easygoing fashion that did little to assuage the frayed nerves of his colleague
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Lowell caught the precautionary measure and smiled at his partner, though he recalled with some trepidation the previous incident that had resulted in breaking the door down so as to gain access to the murder scene
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The foyer was totally dark as Feltus, followed close by Lowell who had drawn his revolver from beneath his jacket, cautiously entered and quickly glanced behind the door before flipping the switch for the chandelier that filled the area with immense, twinkling light, which contrasted with the dark parlour where only a single lamp by the settee adjacent to the painting futilely attempted to push back the shadows in which evil seemed to lurk
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With his index finger against his lips to suggest caution and stealth, he motioned for Lowell to survey the situation in the bedroom since his colleague was armed and prepared for any confrontation with an intruder that could still be lurking here in the suite
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Once Lowell had disappeared into the other room, Feltus carefully made his way towards the window, without even looking towards the painting that had disturbed him greatly during his last visit here earlier in the evening
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Lowell, or rather his silhouette, appeared in the doorway leading to the bedroom that was now filled with light from the various lamps in that room and gently replaced his revolver in the shoulder holster that was cleverly concealed beneath his grey jacket
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“Sure is,” Lowell replied confidently with a firm nod, though his slightly slouched shoulders suggested his disappointment with the answer
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Noticing the guilt that was quickly consuming his partner’s conscience, Lowell stepped forward and waved his hand as a reassuring gesture
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“Well,” Lowell said with a sigh to indicate that he could not argue the point, even though the victim had had little education that made it difficult to develop any analytical skills, “perhaps the killer sneaked up on him
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“Now hold on a minute,” Lowell replied with a tone of authority that he had never exhibited towards his superior
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“What did you say, Lowell?” he inquired, just to confirm what he thought he had heard so that there could be no flaws in his reasoning of this matter
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“I said that he could have been tricked,” Lowell repeated as he tilted his head to study the distant expression on Feltus’s face that indicated he was deep in thought
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Lowell furrowed his brow in perplexity at a proposal that would so blatantly violate protocol, a formality he had learned from his wife who was accustomed to high society
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“Don’t suppose it can hurt,” Lowell said as he turned and followed his partner to the door
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It was a clever plan, Feltus admitted having almost totally forgotten about Lowell who was still following close behind like an obedient puppy, one of which he would never have suspected himself capable, given that he was on the verge of total exhaustion; it would be a relief to get some sleep in his office, even if it was on the cot he had arranged to have delivered there earlier in the evening when he suspected the weather would trap him at the hotel for the night
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After having a large breakfast of fresh eggs, biscuits with gravy, and ham with Lowell who was eager to return home, Feltus had called Dr
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It was perfectly clear by the expression on her face that Faye Underwood was shocked to find Feltus as well as the other suspects and Lowell assembled in the parlour
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Lowell nodded and moved to the tray nearby where he proceeded to fill a glass half full for the woman
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With their helmet cameras on and with Anwar Duharto, one of the ship’s sensors and communications specialists, filming through the window of the airlock, Lowell started studying visually the panel cover and its inscriptions
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Tina, who was watching closely the hatch as Lowell was turning the wheel, suddenly felt elation fill her
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’’ Said Lowell while continuing to turn the wheel
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Her sudden gasp and interrupted sentence made Lowell and the others tense at once
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Tina and her own group joined up with him in a hurry, arriving as Lowell was turning the hand wheel of the hatch
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As Lowell and Barrie looked at her with confusion, she spoke in a gloomy voice
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He then looked at Tina, who was now coming out of the shuttle with Jim Lowell
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Mitch was finishing up the story, making some generous additions to the events, the long-haired Buck Lowell a more challenging and cunning villain than Silas remembered; the size of the truck explosion, too, was amplified, the cause even more certainly because of Mitch planting the ammunition
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I went to thank the barrister Benjamin Butler, in Lowell, Massachusetts, after I learned that he had proven in court that the cause of the wreck was a collision with a granite block loaded wagon
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"He asked me to stay a few days in Lowell," Adeft continued, "while he discussed my employment with certain railroad executives
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Olin then walked down to the telegraph office and had a message sent by wire to Benjamin Butler in Lowell, Massachusetts
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Benjamin Butler of Lowell, Massachusetts
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"The tyrannical control of voters is not limited to pro-slavers as it is also being achieved in such places as Lowell, Massachusetts
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Robert Lowell tells us in the introduction that Ariel does not refer to the chameleonlike sprite in Shakespeare’s Tempest, but to her favorite horse
