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           HeregardedHallorannwithaneyethatwasstillbloodshotfromtoomanyglancesintolastnight’sbourbonbottle.

           "Problems,Dick?"

           "Yes,sir,Mr.Queems,Iguessso.Ineedthreedaysoff."

           TherewasapackageofKentsinthebreastpocketofQueems’ssheeryellowshirt.Hereachedoneoutofthepocketwithoutremovingthepack,tweezingitout,andbitdownmoroselyonthepatentedMicronitefilter.HelititwithhisdesktopCricket.

           "SodoI,"hesaid."Butwhat’sonyourmind?"

           "Ineedthreedays,"Hallorannrepeated."It’smyboy."

           Queems’seyesdroppedtoHallorann’slefthand,whichwasringless.

           "Ibeendivorcedsince1964,"Hallorannsaidpatiently.

           "Dick,youknowwhattheweekendsituationis.We’refull.Tothegunnels.Eventhecheapseats.We’reevenfilledupintheFloridaRoomonSundaynight.Sotakemywatch,mywallet,mypensionfund.Hell,youcaneventakemywifeifyoucanstandthesharpedges.Butpleasedon’taskmefortimeoff.Whatishe,sick?"

           "Yes,sir,"Hallorannsaid,stilltryingtovisualizehimselftwistingacheapclothhatandrollinghiseyeballs."Heshot."

           "Shot!"Queemssaid.HeputhisKentdowninanashtraywhichboretheemblemofOleMiss,ofwhichhewasabusinessadmingraduate.

           "Yes,sir,"Hallorannsaidsomberly.

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