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Chapter 6

           Theexteriorwallswereuntouchedsothatfromtheroadfarbelowitwasindistinguishablefromthevioletgraymassofthetown.

           ForamomentNicolestoodlookingdownattheMediterraneanbuttherewasnothingtodowiththat,evenwithhertirelesshands.PresentlyDickcameoutofhisone-roomhousecarryingatelescopeandlookedeasttowardCannes.InamomentNicoleswamintohisfieldofvision,whereuponhedisappearedintohishouseandcameoutwithamegaphone.Hehadmanylightmechanicaldevices.

           "Nicole,"heshouted,"IforgottotellyouthatasafinalapostolicgestureIinvitedMrs.Abrams,thewomanwiththewhitehair."

           "Isuspectedit.It’sanoutrage."

           Theeasewithwhichherreplyreachedhimseemedtobelittlehismegaphone,sosheraisedhervoiceandcalled,"Canyouhearme?"

           "Yes."Heloweredthemegaphoneandthenraiseditstubbornly."I’mgoingtoinvitesomemorepeopletoo.I’mgoingtoinvitethetwoyoungmen."

           "Allright,"sheagreedplacidly.

           "IwanttogiveareallyBADparty.Imeanit.Iwanttogiveapartywherethere’sabrawlandseductionsandpeoplegoinghomewiththeirfeelingshurtandwomenpassedoutinthecabinetdetoilette.Youwaitandsee."

           HewentbackintohishouseandNicolesawthatoneofhismostcharacteristicmoodswasuponhim,theexcitementthatswepteveryoneupintoitandwasinevitablyfollowedbyhisownformofmelancholy,whichheneverdisplayedbutatwhichsheguessed.

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