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The Sojourner-1

        tILIGains and arcreets, ty of blossoms and age-soft stone. Sometimes in tel. Sometimes, also, in a fallo ing da he yearless region of dreams.

        Joel.    somet ing    it inal ies, lingered even after airs. It umn day and t sliced betel skyscrapers. Ferris    into t-dostore and sat at t to t overlooked t h scrambled eggs and sausage.

        Ferris o aken plaples    and    for an incipient belly bulge. Ferris raordinarily close -- but tion; ted for a long time,    ayed as long as possible to be near    o leave t m.

        Ferris pulled out o verify a number. urentiveness. Names and addresses from Neals of Europe, a fe ones from ate in ted names, spraty ills: a random love, married no, un.O. in televisioing ric ter tarium ne to t soo, silly girl, could die. As Ferris closed transience, almost of fear.

        It    aring out of te close to    uand t, nor t lingered after she was gone.

        Quickly Ferris paid    to tood on ting to cross Fifto ts creet before aken    ably. ce    Elizabet;beautiful carriage." Sur t er and Ferris folloention to overtake iourba of Elizabet-strokes.

        It    first, after t destroyed er time, ainly . So    umn day. Ferris    running, o tel.

        Ferris poured     yet eleven oclock.    in an armced, nursing er.    m for Paris. ions: take luggage to Air France, lund somet telepory.

        o call ime for self-debate.    Cmastime, and Ferris    a carvi o call. But as ed, listening to t tted him.

        Elizabeto        day. ter e, s sed.

        As    from one e to anotill bot odd moments by t sometten. Ferris bate afternoon, often t Jeannine:    "Jeannine," ;I o run into my ex-range seeing er all t;

        Elizabet Fifties, and as Ferris taxied uptoerses t, but by time ination it umn dark. tment h floor.

        "e in, Mr. Ferris."

        Braced for Elizabetonis o aoep back awkwardly.

        "tment," tely. "Arent you Mr. Ferris? Im Billy. e in."

        In too    been aoionally. Bailey was a lumbering red-e manner. ended a weling hand.

        "Im Bill Bailey. Glad to see you. Elizabete. S;

        t ruck a gliding series of vibrations, memories of table, brusnut , casual intimacy, t-flesably possessed. Ferris so meet Bill Baileys gaze.

        "Billy,    tray of drinks from tcable?

        tly, and ;Fine boy you ;

        "e t;

        Flat sileil turned ray of glasses and a cocktail sinis. ition: Russia, tment situation in Mantan and Paris.

        "Mr. Ferris is flying all tomorro; Bailey said to ttle boy    you o be a sto;

        Billy pus;I    to fly in an airplane and be a s o do w;

        Bailey said, "I t you ed to be a doctor."

        "I do!" said Billy. "I o be bot to be a atom-bomb stist too."

        Elizabeth came in carrying in her arms a baby girl.

        "O; stled t;Its grand to see you. Im a;

        ttle girl sat demurely on Baileys knees. Sg back    curls. anned and ook t . ";

        Elizabetiful, more beautiful perraiger, glo    on the family ambiance.

        "Youve    all," Elizabet;but it ime."

        "Eig; oucies were exged.

        Ferris felt ator -- an interloper among tary, a fragile n supp not t    bear muco stay in the family room.

        c;Yoing to ter?"

        "Its a s; Elizabet;but    surely, Joaying    going to be ariate, are you?"

        "Expatriate," Ferris repeated. "I dont muc;

        "s a better ; she asked.

        for a moment. "Sojourner mig;

        Ferris glanced again at c;If only ;
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