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Without speaking, Bourne adjusted the visored hat and sunglasses,
walked to the door and let himself out. He crossed to the solid wood
staircase and started rapidly down, nearly colliding with a white
jacketed black steward carrying a tray out of the second-floor exit. He
nodded to the young man, who backed away, allowing him to proceed, when