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Chapter 17

           Sitdown,Dickhow’reyou?How’sNicole?"

           Hedidnotlikeanymanverymuchnorfeeltheirpresencewithmuchintensityhewasallrelaxedforcombat;asafineathleteplayingsecondarydefenseinanysportisreallyrestingmuchofthetime,whilealessermanonlypretendstorestandisatacontinualandself-destroyingnervoustension.

           Hannan,notentirelysuppressed,movedtoanadjoiningpiano,andwithrecurringresentmentonhisfacewheneverhelookedatDick,playedchords,fromtimetotimemuttering,"Youraunts,"and,inadyingcadence,"Ididn’tsayauntsanyhow.Isaidpants."

           "Well,how’reyou?"repeatedTommy."Youdon’tlookso"hefoughtforaword,"sojauntyasyouusedto,sospruce,youknowwhatImean."

           TheremarksoundedtoomuchlikeoneofthoseirritatingaccusationsofwaningvitalityandDickwasabouttoretortbycommentingontheextraordinarysuitswornbyTommyandPrinceChillicheff,suitsofacutandpatternfantasticenoughtohavesauntereddownBealeStreetonaSundaywhenanexplanationwasforthcoming.

           "Iseeyouareregardingourclothes,"saidthePrince."WehavejustcomeoutofRussia."

           "TheseweremadeinPolandbythecourttailor,"saidTommy."That’safactPilsudski’sowntailor."

           "You’vebeentouring?"Dickasked.

           Theylaughed,thePrinceinordinatelymeanwhileclappingTommyontheback.

           "Yes,wehavebeentouring.That’sit,touring.WehavemadethegrandTourofalltheRussias.Instate."

           Dickwaitedforanexplanation.

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