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           IwentbackoverhisbusinessinstructionandthetalkaboutSicily.Somewherehehadlosthiscertainty.Insomewayhewantedsomethingofmeorneededsomething.Therewasawaytofindout.IfIshouldaskforsomethinghewouldordinarilyrefuseandgetitfromhim,thenIwouldknowthathewasoffbalanceanddeeplytroubled.IputMarulloasideandwenttoMargie.Margie—thatgivesyouanideaofherage."Margie,I’malwaysdreamingofyou,Margie.I’dgivetheworldto..."

           IreplayedtheMargiescenesagainsttheswimmingspotsontheceiling,tryingtoaddnomorethanwasreallythere.Foralongtime,maybetwoyears,therehadbeenaMrs.Young-Huntwhowasafriendofmywife,partoftheconversationsIdidnotlistento.ThensuddenlyMargieYoung-Hunthademerged,andthenMargie.ShemusthavecometothestorebeforeGoodFriday,butIcouldnotrememberit.Onthatdayitwasasthoughsheannouncedherself.Beforethatitispossiblethatshedidn’tseemeanymorethanIsawher.Butfromthattimeonshewaspresent—amoverandashaker.Whatdidshewant?Coulditbepuremischiefofawomanwithtoolittletodo?Ordidshemovetoaplan?Itdidseemtomethatshehadannouncedherselftome—mademeconsciousofherandkeptmeawareofher.Itseemedtomethatshestartedthesecondfortune-tellingingoodfaith,intendingittobetheusualperformance,polishedandprofessional.Thensomethinghappened,somethingthattoreitup.Maryhadsaidnothingtocausehertension,norhadI.