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Chapter 22

           Heshookhisheadandofferedthirtylirewhichwastwicetheday-timefare,buttheyshruggedtheirshouldersasonepair,andmovedoff.

           "Trente-cinquelireemancie,"hesaidfirmly.

           "Centolire."

           HebrokeintoEnglish.

           "Togohalfamile?You’lltakemeforfortylire."

           "Oh,no."

           Hewasverytired.Hepulledopenthedoorofacabandgotin.

           "HotelQuirinal!"hesaidtothedriverwhostoodobstinatelyoutsidethewindow."WipethatsneeroffyourfaceandtakemetotheQuirinal."

           "Ah,no."

           Dickgotout.BythedooroftheBonbonierisomeonewasarguingwiththetaxi-drivers,someonewhonowtriedtoexplaintheirattitudetoDick;againoneofthemenpressedclose,insistingandgesticulatingandDickshovedhimaway.

           "IwanttogototheQuirinalHotel."

           "Hesayswanhunerlire,"explainedtheinterpreter.

           "Iunderstand.I’llgivehimfif’ylire.Goonaway."Thislasttotheinsistentmanwhohadedgeduponcemore.Themanlookedathimandspatcontemptuously.

           ThepassionateimpatienceoftheweekleapedupinDickandclotheditselflikeaflashinviolence,thehonorable,thetraditionalresourceofhisland;hesteppedforwardandslappedtheman’sface.

           Theysurgedabouthim,threatening,wavingtheirarms,tryingineffectuallytocloseinonhimwithhisbackagainstthewallDickhitoutclumsily,laughingalittleandforafewminutesthemockfight,anaffairoffoiledrushesandpadded,glancingblows,swayedbackandforthinfrontofthedoor.

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