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Chapter 22

           Thevaguepersonalitywhocorrespondedtothisstatementwaseventuallyhungontothephone;inthesequencehefailedtoappealtoDick,asapsychologist,orindeedasanythingelse.Abe’sconversationflowedonasfollows:

           "Hello."

           "Well?"

           "Well,hello."

           "Whoareyou?"

           "Well."Therewereinterpolatedsnortsoflaughter.

           "Well,I’llputsomebodyelseontheline."

           SometimesDickcouldhearAbe’svoice,accompaniedbyscufflings,droppingsofthereceiver,far-awayfragmentssuchas,"No,Idon’t,Mr.North...."Thenapertdecidedvoicehadsaid:"IfyouareafriendofMr.Northyouwillcomedownandtakehimaway."

           Abecutin,solemnandponderous,beatingitalldownwithanovertoneofearth-bounddetermination.

           "Dick,I’velaunchedaraceriotinMontmartre.I’mgoingoverandgetFreemanoutofjail.IfaNegrofromCopenhagenthatmakesshoepolishhello,canyouhearmewell,look,ifanybodycomesthere"Onceagainthereceiverwasachorusofinnumerablemelodies.

           "WhyyoubackinParis?"Dickdemanded.

           "IgotasfarasEvreux,andIdecidedtotakeaplanebacksoIcouldcompareitwithSt.Sulpice.ImeanIdon’tintendtobringSt.SulpicebacktoParis.Idon’tevenmeanBaroque!ImeantSt.Germain.ForGod’ssake,waitaminuteandI’llputthechasseuronthewire."

           "ForGod’ssake,don’t."

           "ListendidMarygetoffallright?"

           "Yes."

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