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Chapter 11

           Comealong!"

           "Butmyhairit’shalfcut."

           "Nevermindcomealong!"

           Resentfullyshehadthestaringcoiffeuseremovethetowels.

           FeelingmessyandunadornedshefollowedDickfromthehotel.OutsideTommybentoverherhand.

           "We’llgototheCafédesAlliées,"saidDick.

           "Whereverwecanbealone,"Tommyagreed.

           Underthearchingtrees,centralinsummer,Dickasked:"Willyoutakeanything,Nicole?"

           "Acitronpressé."

           "Formeademi,"saidTommy.

           "TheBlackenwitewithsiphon,"saidDick.

           "Iln’yaplusdeBlackenwite.Nousn’avonsqueleJohnnyWalkair."

           "Cava."

           "She’snotwiredforsound

           butonthequiet

           yououghttotryit"

           "Yourwifedoesnotloveyou,"saidTommysuddenly."Shelovesme."

           Thetwomenregardedeachotherwithacuriousimpotenceofexpression.Therecanbelittlecommunicationbetweenmeninthatposition,fortheirrelationisindirect,andconsistsofhowmucheachofthemhaspossessedorwillpossessofthewomaninquestion,sothattheiremotionspassthroughherdividedselfasthroughabadtelephoneconnection.

           "Waitaminute,"Dicksaid."Donnezmoiduginetdusiphon."

           "Bien,Monsieur."

           "Allright,goon,Tommy."

           "It’sveryplaintomethatyourmarriagetoNicolehasrunitscourse.Sheisthrough.I’vewaitedfiveyearsforthattobeso."

           "WhatdoesNicolesay?"

           Theybothlookedather.

           "I’vegottenveryfondofTommy,Dick."

           Henodded.

           "Youdon’tcareformeanymore,"shecontinued."It’salljusthabit.

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