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Uncle Wiggly in Connecticut
Leaveit,"saidEloise."Ihatethisdamnruganyway.I’llgetyouanother."
"No,look,Ihavemorethanhalfleft!"MaryJaneheldupherglass.
"Sure?"saidEloise."Gimmeacigarette."
MaryJaneextendedherpackofcigarettes,saying"Oh,I’mdyingtoseeher.Whodoesshelooklikenow?"
Eloisestruckalight."AkimTamiroff."
"No,seriously."
"Lew.ShelookslikeLew.Whenhismothercomesover,thethreeofthemlookliketriplets."Withoutsittingup,Eloisereachedforastackofashtraysonthefarsideofthecigarettetable.Shesuccessfullyliftedoffthetoponeandsetitdownonherstomach."WhatIneedisacockerspanielorsomething,"shesaid."Somebodythatlookslikeme."
"How’rehereyesnow?"MaryJaneasked."Imeanthey’renotanyworseoranything,arethey?"
"God!NotthatIknowof."
"Cansheseeatallwithoutherglasses?Imeanifshegetsupinthenighttogotothejohnorsomething.
"Shewon’ttellanybody.She’slousywithsecrets."
MaryJaneturnedaroundinherchair."Well,hello,Ramona!"shesaid."Oh,whataprettydress!"Shesetdownherdrink."I’llbetyoudon’tevenrememberme,Ramona."
"Certainlyshedoes.Who’sthelady,Ramona?"
"MaryJane,"saidRamona,andscratchedherself.
"Marvellous!"saidMaryJane."Ramona,willyougivemealittlekiss?"
"Stopthat,"EloisesaidtoRamona.
Ramonastoppedscratchingherself.
"Willyougivemealittlekiss,Ramona?"MaryJaneaskedagain.
"Idon’tliketokisspeople."
Eloisesnorted,andasked,"Where’sJimmy?"
"He’shere.
