[Do do do, another lovely spring evening in Camp. David collects his coat and slips out of his room, off to have fabulous corn-filled adventures I'm sure, leaving his room quiet and dark]

[the traditional KNOCKING ON THE CHURCHSHACK DOOR is happening this evening]

[TONIGHT IN THE CANDY SHACK there is some very polite knocking on one tinynoah's door]

[David is tucked away in a corner of the mess hall in the very, very early morning hours, several thick books and stacks of notes strewn around him on the table, coffee cup at his elbow; he looks like he's been here... a while. Every so often he pauses in his writing to close his eyes or rub tiredly at the bridge of his nose]

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[and men of Athlum always repay their debts]