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Chapter 3

           Ihaveahurrycalltogohome!"

           DoctorDohmlerhadneveryetspokentoanyonesofarawaybuthedispatchedhisultimatumsofirmlyintothephonethattheagonizedAmericanattheotherendyielded.HalfanhourafterthissecondarrivalontheZurichsee,Warrenhadbrokendown,hisfineshouldersshakingwithawfulsobsinsidehiseasyfittingcoat,hiseyesredderthantheverysunonLakeGeneva,andtheyhadtheawfulstory.

           "Itjusthappened,"hesaidhoarsely."Idon’tknowIdon’tknow.

           "Afterhermotherdiedwhenshewaslittlesheusedtocomeintomybedeverymorning,sometimesshe’dsleepinmybed.Iwassorryforthelittlething.Oh,afterthat,wheneverwewentplacesinanautomobileoratrainweusedtoholdhands.Sheusedtosingtome.Weusedtosay,‘Nowlet’snotpayanyattentiontoanybodyelsethisafternoonlet’sjusthaveeachotherforthismorningyou’remine.’"Abrokensarcasmcameintohisvoice."Peopleusedtosaywhatawonderfulfatheranddaughterweweretheyusedtowipetheireyes.WewerejustlikeloversandthenallatoncewewereloversandtenminutesafterithappenedIcouldhaveshotmyselfexceptIguessI’msuchaGoddamneddegenerateIdidn’thavethenervetodoit."

           "Thenwhat?"saidDoctorDohmler,thinkingagainofChicagoandofamildpalegentlemanwithapince-nezwhohadlookedhimoverinZurichthirtyyearsbefore."Didthisthinggoon?"

           "Oh,no!Shealmostsheseemedtofreezeuprightaway

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