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Conversations at the Party

           

           "Rowf!Rowf!"

           DerwentupendedthebottleofchampagneanditfellinafoamyNiagaraontotheupturnedmask.Rogermadefranticslurpingsounds,andeveryoneapplaudedagain.Someofthewomenscreamedwithlaughter.

           "Isn’tHarryacard?"hispartneraskedhim,pressingcloseagain."Everyonesaysso.He’sAC/DC,youknow.PoorRoger’sonlyDC.HespentaweekendwithHarryinCubaonce…oh,monthsago.NowhefollowsHarryeverywhere,wagginghislittletailbehindhim."

           Shegiggled.Theshyscentofliliesdriftedup.

           "ButofcourseHarrynevergoesbackforseconds…notonhisDCside,anyway…andRogerisjustwild.Harrytoldhimifhecametothemaskedballasadoggy,acutelittledoggy,hemightreconsider,andRogerissuchasillythathe…"

           Thenumberended.Therewasmoreapplause.Thebandmemberswerefilingdownforabreak.

           "Excuseme,sweetness,"shesaid."There’ssomeoneIjustroust…Darla!Darla,youdeargirl,wherehaveyoubeen?"

           Shewoveherwayintotheeating,drinkingthrongandhegazedafterherstupidly,wonderinghowtheyhadhappenedtobedancingtogetherinthefirstplace.Hedidn’tremember.Incidentsseemedtohaveoccurredwithnoconnections.Firsthere,thenthere,theneverywhere.Hisheadwasspinning.Hesmelledliliesandjuniperberries.

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