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Chapter 23

           They’veputoutaman’seyemybrother-in-law,andtheywon’tlethimoutofjail.Imusttalktosomeonecan’tyousee?Areyoucrazy?Areyouanidiot,youstandtherewiththatlookinyourface?"

           "Himeunabletodoanything,Madame."

           "You’vegottowakesomeoneup!"Sheseizedhimbytheshouldersandjerkedhimviolently."It’samatteroflifeanddeath.Ifyouwon’twakesomeoneaterriblethingwillhappentoyou"

           "Kindlydon’tlayhandsonme,Madame."

           FromaboveandbehindtheporterfloateddownawearyGrotonvoice.

           "Whatisitthere?"

           Theporteransweredwithrelief.

           "It’salady,sir,andshehasshookme."HehadsteppedbacktospeakandBabypushedforwardintothehall.Onanupperlanding,justarousedfromsleepandwrappedinawhiteembroideredPersianrobe,stoodasingularyoungman.Hisfacewasofamonstrousandunnaturalpink,vividyetdead,andoverhismouthwasfastenedwhatappearedtobeagag.WhenhesawBabyhemovedhisheadbackintoashadow.

           "Whatisit?"herepeated.

           Babytoldhim,inheragitationedgingforwardtothestairs.Inthecourseofherstorysherealizedthatthegagwasinrealityamustachebandageandthattheman’sfacewascoveredwithpinkcoldcream,butthefactfittedquietlyintothenightmare.Thethingtodo,shecriedpassionately,wasforhimtocometothejailwithheratonceandgetDickout.

           "It’sabadbusiness,"hesaid.

           "Yes,"sheagreedconciliatingly."Yes?"

           "Thistryingtofightthepolice."

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