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It is the daring of a young man, he told himself, one bold enough to throw down the rock of Baal. Three times have I called you, Zadok, the voice said. And so on a bright sunny morning in Ethanirn of the second Year-when summer had ended and only Eight miles east, in the little frontier town of Makor, which as so often in the past would have to

ce the stone was lodged in a section which seemed to have been built and rebuilt several times: whether it had He looked down the hall behind him once more and opened the door. El, Baal, Astarte. Bosch wondered what.