Chapter 11

           DickandNicolewereaccustomedtogotogethertothebarber,andhavehaircutsandshampoosinadjoiningrooms.FromDick’ssideNicolecouldhearthesnipofshears,thecountofchanges,theVoilàsandPardons.Thedayafterhisreturntheywentdowntobeshornandwashedintheperfumedbreezeofthefans.

           InfrontoftheCarletonHotel,itswindowsasstubbornlyblanktothesummerassomanycellardoors,acarpassedthemandTommyBarbanwasinit.Nicole’smomentaryglimpseofhisexpression,taciturnandthoughtfuland,inthesecondofseeingher,wide-eyedandalert,disturbedher.Shewantedtobegoingwherehewasgoing.Thehourwiththehair-dresserseemedoneofthewastefulintervalsthatcomposedherlife,anotherlittleprison.Thecoiffeuseinherwhiteuniform,faintlysweatinglip-rougeandcologneremindedherofmanynurses.

           InthenextroomDickdozedunderanapronandalatherofsoap.ThemirrorinfrontofNicolereflectedthepassagebetweenthemen’ssideandthewomen’s,andNicolestartedupatthesightofTommyenteringandwheelingsharplyintothemen’sshop.Sheknewwithaflushofjoythattherewasgoingtobesomesortofshowdown.

           Sheheardfragmentsofitsbeginning.

           "Hello,Iwanttoseeyou."

           "...serious."

           "...serious."

           "...perfectlyagreeable."

           InaminuteDickcameintoNicole’sbooth,hisexpressionemergingannoyedfrombehindthetowelofhishastilyrinsedface.

           "Yourfriendhasworkedhimselfupintoastate.Hewantstoseeustogether,soIagreedtohaveitoverwith.

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