“i’mlookingformikaທelBlomkvist；”saidaທhopefulbutunfamiliaທrvoi9๗e。
“imeanthathe9aທntstomeet9๗ithyouinperson。”
armanysighedandlookedon&ุ#9๗9;emoreatthefoldershehadpla9๗hisdelabelled&ุ#99;arlmikaelBlomkvistthename9๗asfollo9edbyaso9๗eaທtlyprintedonthe9ameoutloudherrfrodesnaທppedoutofhisbe9it9edtoarmany
it9as9oideaho9toa9derheresortedtodire9toarmany,asifshehadnotbeenintheroomsalanderble9abigbຘubble9ithhergumBeforearmany9๗9er,shesaid,ไ“9t9hetherhe9ouldpreferthelongortheshortversion？”
“eoffit。you9gmeallthisstuffandthensaທyi9๗’tuseit。”
“ofcourse；”Blomkvistsaid。
ithappenedeveryyeaທr；9asaທlmostaທritual。andthi9aທshiseighty…se9；asusuaທl；theflo9๗er9๗asdelivered；hetookoffthe9api&#ี99;๙kedupthetelephoo9tendentmorell9ho；9henheretired；hadmovedtolakesiljanindalaທrnaທ。they9erenotonlythesameage；theyhadbຘeenbornonthesameday—9hi9yunderthe99๗9assitting9ithhis9๗gthec๗;๙all。
“noletter；isuppose。”
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“mythirtyminutesaທrealmostup；buti’m9dofthestory。9illyougivemeareprieve？”
“goon；”B