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Chapter 3
Soyoubettertakemetoyourleaderandwe’llgetitstraightenedoutwho’sgonnabebossaroundhere."
Nobody’ssureifthisbarrel-chestedmanwiththe,scarandthewildgrinisplay-actingorifhe’scrazyenoughtobejustlikehetalks,orboth,buttheyareallbeginningtogetabigkickoutofgoingalongwithhim.TheywatchasheputsthatbigredhandonBilly’sthinarm,waitingtoseewhatBillywillsay.Billyseeshowit’suptohimtobreakthesilence,sohelooksaroundandpicksoutoneofthepinochle-players:"Handing,"Billysays,"Iguessitwouldb-b-beyou.You’rep-presidentofPay-Pay-Patient’sCouncil.Thism-manwantstotalktoyou."
TheAcutesaregrinningnow,notsouneasyanymore,andgladthatsomethingoutoftheordinary’sgoingon.TheyallrazzHarding,askhimifhe’sbullgooseloony.Helaysdownhiscards.
Hardingisaflat,nervousmanwithafacethatsometimesmakesyouthinkyouseenhiminthemovies,likeit’safacetooprettytojustbeaguyonthestreet.He’sgotwide,thinshouldersandhecurvestheminaroundhischestwhenhe’stryingtohideinsidehimself.He’sgothandssolongandwhiteanddaintyIthinktheycarvedeachotheroutofsoap,andsometimestheygetlooseandglidearoundinfrontofhimfreeastwowhitebirdsuntilhenoticesthemandtrapsthembetweenhisknees;itbothershimthathe’sgotprettyhands.
He’spresidentofthePatient’sCouncilonaccountofhehasapaperthatsayshegraduatedfromcollege.Thepaper’sframedandsitsonhisnightstandnexttoapictureofawomaninabathingsuitwhoalsolookslikeyou’veseenherinthemovingpictures—she’sgotverybigbreastsandshe’sholdingthetopofthebathingsuitupoverthemwithherfingersandlookingsidewaysatthecamera.
