Chapter 74

           Iwasoutthenextmorning.WhenIgotback,abouttwo,IfoundKemphadslippedanoteundermydoor:AYankcalled.Saysitsurgent.Willcomeagainfour.Iwentdowntoseeher.ShewassplayinggreatwormsofviridiangreenwithherthumbacrossmurkyblackandumberexplosionsofRipolin.Shedidnotliketobeinterruptedwhenshewas"makingapainting.""Thisman.""Saidhemustseeyou.""Whatabout?""GoingtoGreece."Shestoodstockilyback,faginmouth."Youroldjoborsomething.""ButhowdidhefindwhereIlive?""Don’taskme."Istoodstaringatthenote."Whatsortofmanwashe?""Christ,can’tyouwaitacoupleofhours?"Sheturned."Buzz."Hecameatfivetofour,atallishyoungmanwithaleanbodyandtheunmistakablecroppedheadofanAmerican.Heworeglasses,wasayearortwoyoungerthanI;pleasantface,pleasantsmile,pleasanteverything;aswholesome,andasgreen,asalettuce.Hethrustoutahand."JohnBriggs.""Hello.""You’reNicholasUrfe?IsthathowIpronounceit?Thelady…"Imadehimcomein."Notmuchofaplace,I’mafraid.""It’snice."Helookedaroundforabetterword."Atmosphere."Weclamberedupthestairs."Iwasn’texpectinganAmerican.""No.Well,Iguessit’stheCyprussituation.""Ah.""I’vebeenoverherethislastyearatLondonUniversity.AllalongI’vebeentryingtofigurehowIcouldgetmyselfayearinGreecebeforeIreturnhome.Youdon’tknowhowexcitedIam."Wecametoalanding.Hesawsomeofthesewinggirlsatworkthroughanopendoor.Twoorthreeofthemwhistled.

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