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Chapter 55

           Hewasstrollingthroughthetreesfromthegulley,inanelegantdarktansuit.Apinkshirt,aclubtie.Itwasstillasurprise,thismask-dropping,howevermuchsharperConchishadintendedittobe.TheNegroraisedahandashesawuslookingathim.Themoustachehaddisappeared.Conchiswentoutinthesuntomeethim,tostopthepretenseagain.Theyspokeafewwords,IsawtheNegrolookuptowardsme.Thentheybothcamebackacrossthegravel.Conchislookedalmostadwarf,adapperdwarf,besidehim.JoewasabouttenyearsolderthanI;ahardface,butamobileandintelligentone."Nicholas,thisisJoeHarrison.""Hi.""Hello."MytonewassocurtthathegrinnedandgavealittlesideglanceatConchis.Hereachedoutahand."Sorry,friend.Justdidwhatthebooksaid."Itookhishand,butIsaid,"Withsomeconviction.""Man,IwasborninAlabama.Inthatkindofplay…"hegesturedback,asifhehadlefthisroleinthetrees."Ididn’tmeanthat.""Okay."Weexchangedawarylook.HepulledapackofAmericancigarettesoutofhispocketandshookoneoutforme,thenheturnedtoConchis."Yourbags?"Conchissaid,"They’reupstairs.""Fine."HeglancedatmeasIlithiscigarette,appearedtosearchforwords,shrugged,smiledsecretlyandwentindoors.Morefootsteps.Hermesappeared,carryingtwomoresuitcasesoverthegraveldowntothebeach."Maria"followedhim,underthecolonnade.Shecametomeholdingoutherhand."Sansrancune,j’espère,monsieur."HeraccentwasheavilyGreek.Ifroggedasmallgrimace,andtookherhand.

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