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Kellerman knocks back tucks the door.
"You ; t; is tionale?"
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"Are you cold?"
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"Since Monday."
"Did you enjoy it?"
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"Any of it."
"Some of it. Melanicity in ternoon pro?motes a kind of limited joy."
" anyt?"
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"Listen, Mado, if anybody asks for me --"
"You been in."
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Kellerman kneels on tore. "Bless me, Fat one in respeortal sins, I alaciousness disappoint, is in fact so patent, so demonstrable, t t fessor and five toms ior running ed by a pretty girl."
" do you do?" t;You your?self."
"Im a bridge expert," Kellerman says kindly. "t, Greater Bridge, s to make plex t be bored. A Bible e, if you take my meaning. Some of our boys carried it in ts over ts during t a Zero. " All deliriously pretty and sexy mote silk Paisley blouses; gleaming little pairs of o ts. S skirts s of a at t be better. Cafe-ed mouths, shiny e-brown cheeks, rib?bons of green enamel eye makeup. Mrs. Subways.
"Im cold," old Kellerman says.
"Cold," ting.
Kellerman pulls out ;inter gin," ;it absumeture."
"Say somet; t.
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Kellerman is eating one of y-t luy-os) and a box of Nabisco Saltiy-os), tle of leftover Cs troyed in t to Noelie at C?mas by . ary. by a line in t paragrap;In a viable stitu?tion, every excess of pourally gee its oidote"), o see alked about ("I ter re and tolerable"). tle e ine. ulates ime tacked Fitzance, pursuing until nig farm, even a drummer to beat t as uide, and bound o my stirrup.
Kellerman stands before a cer in o a sg in t roic sketc of armor. Kellerman points.
"A.: Palette."
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"Are you certain?"
"Absolutely."
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Kellerman points. "B.: Breastplate."
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"Breast," old Kellerman says.
"C," Kellerman says.
"Mustard plaster," t;trying to break up ttle lung. Your mot. tears in or forty miles a;
"C.: tasset."
"Semolina pudding you ed. No, I said. Later, I said. Bad for t, I said. You cried and cried."
"tasset," Kellermas. "For tplate by straps."
"Strap. Arap!"
"D.: Cuisse."
"I rap. Fast, but careful. Not too muc too little. Calculating ty, air-spriy, time of day. My ;
"Covers t; Kellerman says. "Fas?tened by means of --"
"Strap," tisfa. "Un?pleasant duty. s it bees necessary--"
"You loved it!" Kellerman says, sing.
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"s t you ; asks toreman.
"t," Kellerman says. "I one of tomaps of Evolution t you ed worms, ribbon worms, arrow worms, w;
"orms in ; ts, "agitated by t;
"Im not accepting any more blame, Papa," Kel?lerman says finally. "Blame melt in my. . ." e. "I love playing ; Kellerman says, to t mot buttons and carrying a matc says (black lettering, rose-blus;VD Is On ty." "tes. And s; And it rue t of , but w if she decided upon 2, or 5, or even 11?
Of t, none of co a beautiful idea! y -- temple, more fasating ternal tent, ermined someday to possess it. . . by destru. ly. he wrong word.
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Kellerman runs do. tus clog treets. . and about, looking at eas. Kellerman runs. t t knoand, giganti ts c treet is full of firemen, gigantic, standing to a group of firemen, ;Serile marry? is sterility? is a false pregnancy? ive ans ural ce be cured? are t;
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