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Chapter 8

           Simplestofpleasuressimplestofplaces.Tommyorderedtwocognacs,andwhenthedoorclosedbehindthewaiter,hesatintheonlychair,dark,scarredandhandsome,hiseyebrowsarchedandupcurling,afightingPuck,anearnestSatan.

           Beforetheyhadfinishedthebrandytheysuddenlymovedtogetherandmetstandingup;thentheyweresittingonthebedandhekissedherhardyknees.Strugglingalittlestill,likeadecapitatedanimalsheforgotaboutDickandhernewwhiteeyes,forgotTommyhimselfandsankdeeperanddeeperintotheminutesandthemoment.

           ...Whenhegotuptoopenashutterandfindoutwhatcausedtheincreasingclamorbelowtheirwindows,hisfigurewasdarkerandstrongerthanDick’s,withhighlightsalongtherope-twistsofmuscle.Momentarilyhehadforgottenhertooalmostinthesecondofhisfleshbreakingfromhersshehadaforetastethatthingsweregoingtobedifferentthanshehadexpected.Shefeltthenamelessfearwhichprecedesallemotions,joyousorsorrowful,inevitableasahumofthunderprecedesastorm.

           Tommypeeredcautiouslyfromthebalconyandreported.

           "AllIcanseeistwowomenonthebalconybelowthis.They’retalkingaboutweatherandtippingbackandforthinAmericanrocking-chairs."

           "Makingallthatnoise?"

           "Thenoiseiscomingfromsomewherebelowthem.Listen."

           "Oh,waydownSouthinthelandofcotton

           Hotelsbumandbusinessrotten

           Lookaway"

           "It’sAmericans."

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