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Chapter 8

           MyGod,hastherebeenamurder?"

           Hewenttothewindowandreportedoncemore:

           "ItseemstobetwoAmericansailorsfightingandalotmorecheeringthemon.Theyarefromyourbattleshipoffshore."Hewrappedatowelaroundhimselfandwentfartheroutonthebalcony."Theyhavepouleswiththem.Ihaveheardaboutthisnowthewomenfollowthemfromplacetoplacewherevertheshipgoes.Butwhatwomen!Onewouldthinkwiththeirpaytheycouldfindbetterwomen!WhythewomenwhofollowedKorniloff!Whyweneverlookedatanythinglessthanaballerina!"

           Nicolewasgladhehadknownsomanywomen,sothattheworditselfmeantnothingtohim;shewouldbeabletoholdhimsolongasthepersoninhertranscendedtheuniversalsofherbody.

           "Hithimwhereithurts!"

           "Yah-h-h-h!"

           "Hey,whatItellyougetinsidethatright!"

           "Comeon,Dulschmit,youson!"

           "YAA-YAA!"

           "YA-YEH-YAH!"

           Tommyturnedaway.

           "Thisplaceseemstohaveoutliveditsusefulness,youagree?"

           Sheagreed,buttheyclungtogetherforamomentbeforedressing,andthenforawhilelongeritseemedasgoodenoughapalaceasany....

           DressingatlastTommyexclaimed:

           "MYGOD,thosetwowomenintherocking-chairsonthebalconybelowushaven’tmoved.They’retryingtotalkthismatteroutofexistence.They’rehereonaneconomicalholiday,andalltheAmericannavyandallthewhoresinEuropecouldn’tspoilit."

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