Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           Heinsistedonleavingherfivedollarsforgas.Shedidn’ttouchit,soheslippeditunderthevisor.Thenhelookedathertenderly."I’msorrywehadtomeetunderthesecircumstances,"hewhisperedagain."Ireallyloveyou."

           Hehuggedhertightlyandranoutofthecar.

           Itwasoneo’clockSaturdayafternoonwhenRagengotbacktoChanningwayApartments,onceagainrememberingnothingoftherobbery.Heputthemoneybeneathhispillowandthegunonthetablebesidehim."Thismoneystaysvitme,"hesaid,andwenttosleep.

           Allenwokelaterthatevening,foundtwohundreddollarsunderhispillowandwonderedwhereintheworldithadcomefrom.WhenhesawRagen’sgun,hefigureditout.

           "Well,"hesaid,"mightaswellgohaveagoodtime."

           Heshowered,shavedhisthree-daygrowthofbeard,dressedandwentoutfordinner.

           RagenwokeTuesdayeveningthinkinghehadsleptforjustafewhours.Hequicklyputhishandunderthepillow,onlytofindthemoneygoneagain.Gone.Andhestillhadn’tpaidthebillsorboughtanythingforhimself.Onceagainheaskedquestionsinside,andthistimehereachedAllenandTommy.

           "Yeah,"Allensaid."Isawsomemoneylayingthere.Ididn’tknowIwasn’tsupposedtospendit."

           "Iboughtsomeartsupplies,"Tommysaid."Weneededstuff."

           "Fools!"Ragenshouted."Istoleitonlytopaybills.Tobuyfood.