I oo sore and so dress myself; Joe Bell o    elepriple martini and a brandy tumbler full ofs. But I couldnt to tact. José ra t bastard! Only:    w really.

        I put to Crestvieion gave me for O.J. Berman. the person who answered said Mr.

        Berman urbed: sorry, try later. Joe Bellold me I s ter; and ed on my trying Rusty. First, I spoke to Mr. traler -- Mr. and Mrs.

        trao t;t, mister. Life a; te    I found myself talking -- listening, rato t;Areyou starkers?" s;My ively sue ao ect our names    ro-ro-rovolting and de-de-degee girl. Ialways knew sc. Prison is w.

        e ively sue anyone exas; but no,    like it if I called him, shed kill me good.

        I rang California again; ts ayed busy, and by time O.J.

        Berman ied so many martinis o tell me    t? I knoo Iggy Fitelstein.

        Iggys t sake care of it, se I oo e doo it. S a real p en t    surprise me s;

        But s; nor ur m o feed. o tment, I used tra    alone: a man case. tares as I stepped ttyface, lacquered e;; moreover, tcase aie; kept at s sing to menders and ers. And I said, certain it ;Did Mr.

        Ybarra-Jaegar send you?"

        "I am t; -perable at.

        "e;?"

        ed tion, as translating it into anot;A; o dismiss me, resumed activities.

        So: t    amazed; or i sorry. Still, unt: " to be ;

        tood me.    tcase andproduced a letter. "My cousin, s for ;

        On tly -- Courtesy Bearer.

        I sat doo me, a as badly fora, as she could feel for herself.

        "Yes, I ;

        And I did:    t ing to. But I    to destroy tter; or to keep it in my pocket atively inquiredif, if by any ce;. It er; I ting by reeked of iodine and bedpans, a al room. S of . "ell, darling," sed me, as Itiptoed totes and a s, "I lost t; S quite t believe how ill shed been.

        Yet it rue: "C, I nearly cooled. No fooling, t    had me.

        Sorm. I guess I couldnt old you about t woman.

        Since I didnt kno il my brot a meant, Freds dying; and t meanred bitc! But its all ts aing to give you t crazy and brokeeveryt;

        Except for tor sients, a trio of triplet-like ladies    not unkind but total, speculated in walian.

        : "t doneme ;; and, to a suggestion t s traig;I t. t speak Englis dream of spoiling t; It s José.

        tant ster sed    oug advanced ;Darling," sructed me, " oft ick."

        Guided by a pact mirror, sed every vestige of t of ube, colored taco er a displeased appraisal of ion, ster a    ;tastes bum. But divine,"

        sossier: "Maybe te a rat-romance. Dont be    aloud. Id like to    myself."

        It began: "My dearest little girl -- "

        oerrupted. Sed to kno of ting.

        I t notigric script. "Its o a t.

        Buttoned up and stipated," s;Go on."

        "My dearest little girl, I    as otceive of my despair upon disc in sucal and public style    you are from to make    circumstand do not find it in my    to add my n to t surroundsyou. So I    in your    not to n me. I oprotect, and my name, and I am a coutioer. Fet me,beautiful c may God al te;."

        "ell?"

        "In a    seems quite . And even touc;

        "touc square-ball jazz!"

        "But after all,    of vie see -- "

        to admit t s e itsetic disguise, fessed it. "All rig a rat    reason. A supersized,King Kong-type rat like Rusty. Benny St. But o;

        s into ;I did love ."

        talian trio imagined a lovers crise and, plag t it belout-tutted to me. I tered: proud t anyone sed er. And blessyou for being suc o play Calamity Jane Id still belooking foro trenuous exercise, tsrick. But Ive scared la merde out of tment bysaying it s, including false arrest."

        Until ted mention of er tribulations, and tingrefereo tic, so definitely did it reveal ies before ;N, mature, an uncle. " it as a joke. eo make plans."

        "Youre too young to be stuffy. too small. By t business is it ofyours?"

        "None. Except youre my friend, and Im o knoenddoing."

        Srated on t;todays ednesday, isntit? So I suppose Ill sleep until Saturday, really get a good scurdaym Ill skip out to top by tment and pick up anigo Idleion on a perfectly fine plane.

        And since youre suc you op s;

        " do t."

        "Et pourquoi pas? Im not -footing after José, if ts w you suppose.

        Acc to my sus, rictly a citizen of Limboville. Its only: ly fiicket? Already paid for? Besides, Ive never been to Brazil."

        "Just ment. If tc a, youll never be able to e ;

        "ell, so, tougitty. Any;

        "No, s stupid. Youre i. Youve got to stick it out."
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