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Chapter 22

           DickfinishedhisbottleandthendancedwiththeEnglishgirlagain,conqueringhisunwillingbodywithboldrevolutionsandsterndeterminedmarchesdownthefloor.Themostremarkablethingsuddenlyhappened.Hewasdancingwiththegirl,themusicstoppedandshehaddisappeared.

           "Haveyouseenher?"

           "Seenwho?"

           "ThegirlIwasdancingwith.Su’nlydisappeared.Mustbeinthebuilding."

           "No!No!That’stheladies’room."

           Hestoodupbythebar.Thereweretwoothermenthere,buthecouldthinkofnowayofstartingaconversation.HecouldhavetoldthemallaboutRomeandtheviolentoriginsoftheColonnaandGaetanifamiliesbutherealizedthatasabeginningthatwouldbesomewhatabrupt.ArowofYencidollsonthecigarcounterfellsuddenlytothefloor;therewasasubsequentconfusionandhehadasenseofhavingbeenthecauseofit,sohewentbacktothecabaretanddrankacupofblackcoffee.ColliswasgoneandtheEnglishgirlwasgoneandthereseemednothingtodobutgobacktothehotelandliedownwithhisblackheart.Hepaidhischeckandgothishatandcoat.

           Therewasdirtywaterintheguttersandbetweentheroughcobblestones;amarshyvaporfromtheCampagna,asweatofexhaustedculturestaintedthemorningair.Aquartetoftaxi-drivers,theirlittleeyesbobbingindarkpouches,surroundedhim.Onewholeanedinsistentlyinhisfacehepushedharshlyaway.

           "QuantoaHotelQuirinal?"

           "Centolire."

           Sixdollars.

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