stop terrible terward and.

        to me, said Portia.    expect us better eat norooping in any minute.’

        Doctor Copelaled acles and pulled o table. he evening?’

        ter, Love Jones, plays ever nig mind about o time t they would

        e bae at quarter to ten and I expeg te.’

        Before I fet, said Doctor Copeland. I suppose you ly from on and Karl Marx.’

        I does from on. ically taken over all t Buddy,    iers.     I dont ever    alht well.’

        t silently at table before tia kept looking up at t ime for o e. Doctor Copela e.    ed train, and it seemed as ted to keep up some versation.

        Doctor Copeland did not k alked so muco ood so little t no all to say. After a wain voice.

        You ioned yourself. tell me about your job and w you ely.’

        Course I still ia. But I tells you, Fat knoo keep on    alake me a long time to get t dont bot about t. I suppose to get t sometimes Mrs. Kelly likes a dollar or fifty ts of payi. Course sc soon as s it haves a way of leaving me in a pinch.’

        "t is nor Copeland. and for it?’

        It aint . S , said Portia.     pay t, and it a big expeo keep evertell you trut barely keeping one jump ay

        ime.’

        t to be some ot I kno te peoples to tle c like some of my oting into some kind of quarrel togetoo. But you must tor Copeland.

        Mioia. S asoul kno c as biggity and rong as sime. I    t c seem to me t one of to really surprise somebody. But o be a good surprise or a bad surprise I just dont knoimes.

        But still I really fond of her.’

        *You must look out for your own liveli.’

        As I say, it aint Mrs. Kellys fault It cost so muco run t big old    just dont be paid. Aint but one person in t amount for    on t    fail. And t man only been living t whese here deaf-and-dumb folks.

        one of t y fine all, tor Copeland suddenly. And ale to everyone and very    like someone from toherner or maybe a Jew?’

        t ia.

        Eagerness came into Doctor Copelands face. o te and began to eat ite. I e patient, he said.

        ed ia.

        Doctor Copeland coug seen imes.’

        I better    up noia. It sure enougime for illie and my    er ttle dis take me two winks.’

        t insolence of te race ried to keep out of ment o ate and study. Is and around    no o t filling station on te man in a car    to    long ago. Boy, give me a . And    listen, but y in    A fe. . But to a aurant and te men at ter     t ty in him.

        But all, te man    o e man before.

        It came about on a dark, rainy nig e from a maternity case and anding in tried to ligte and one by oding ed cigarette in e man stepped up and ed matce man smiled at ed for te.    knoo say, for not o him before.

        tood for a fees o er togete mao talk to te man and ask ions, but    know for sure if and.

        Because of te race o lose y in friendliness.

        But te mae and smiled and seemed to    to be    times.

        I e patient, said Doctor Copeland to Portia.

        tient is a boy five years of age. And some get over t I am to blame for bis er t-delivery visits of course I fot about rouble, but ttention to t bring o me.    tention it oo late. Of course    speak. But I c seems to me t if elligent terest in little cia. You care a    t gro you?’

        "tor Copeland. But to. make inquiries and find if titution t ake him.’

        Mr. Singer ell you. ruly kind    biggity.’

        I do not knoor Copeland. I    once or t ing e and seeing if ion.’

        Sure I ter-er and I    to Mr. Singer for you, said Portia. cs ed me to rinc for s y t Joist o do er and give t t nigaken ts up to his room you know how much he give me?’

        No.’

        o me a dollar. A tle ss.     be afraid to ask ion. I    even mind ing t er myself. You g, Fats to.’

        Peror Copeland.

        Portia sat up suddenly and began arranging ight, oily hair.

        t sound of a ia said. I got to go out no take care of yourself noalking very much.’

        tell t illie    t gate.

        ait a minute, said Doctor Copeland. I    times and I believe ell to drop in for a little while?’

        Portia stood in the doorway, fingering her hair and her earrings.

        Last time illie e in ed    uand just how------’

        Very or Copeland. it ion.’

        ait, said Portia. I going to call to i now.’

        Doctor Copeland ligte and    straigo just t position and    trembling. From t yard tsteps ia, illiam, and ered t.

        ia.    believe you and my Fatruly been introduced to eac you knows wher is.’

        Doctor Copeland s t epped forance.’

        Portia and Doctor Copeland broug around tove. t

        and uneasy. illie gazed nervously around t tcable, t against t    ie.

        Doctor Copeland seemed about to speak, and t ill silent.

        illie, you ty good ia finally. Look to me like you and    of got into somebodys gin bottle.’

        No, maam, said ely. Us    urday. Us    been enjoying our horseshoe game.’

        Doctor Copeland still did not speak, and t glang at ing. tness made everyone nervous.

        I do    time ia said. I s ever Saturday and I presses t them now.

        Course t    er to be potty black. I iros just last nig a crease left.’

        Still Doctor Copeland .         fingers and stared at . Doctor Copela    s and temples.    to . ed to speak to    o say. tterness came up in    ime to cogitate and pus d t o speak.

        did not sound as t came from o you wayed in your mind.’

        I dont know w you m-m-means, illie said.

        tor Copeland kneo you and on and Karl Marx I gave all t    all of my trust and    is blank misuanding and idleness and indifference. Of all I    in nothing has remained. All has

        been taken a I ried to do------’

        ia. "Fat us    quarrel. t afford to quarrel.’

        Portia got up and started to door. illie and or Copeland    to e.

        tood in t door. Doctor Copeland tried to speak, but    some-.. ogether.

        itia o    to Doctor Copeland. Less us all make up no standti ever quarrel no more.’

        In silence Doctor Copeland shem. I am sorry, he said.

        It quite all rigely.

        It quite all rigoo, illie mumbled.

        Portia oget t afford to quarrel.’

        tor Copeland c porc togetreet. tsteps as t ired. y. ayed on t porcil hem any longer.

        Doctor Copeland turned off ts in    in tove. But peace    e to him.

        ed to remove on and Karl Marx and illiam from    Portia o o    up suddenly and turned on t. tled    table h his books by Spinoza and illiam Shakespeare and Karl Marx.

        o he words had a rich, dark sound.

        of te man of w

        e man could us Be Mady Leient. It o e to te man even if    ions to ask. Doctor Copeland    trange sound like a kind of singing moan. e mans face —and peace was in him.

        BY MIDSUMMER Singer ors more often ter di ts and as a rule did not go out again.

        t.    tles of cold beer and fruit drinks.    s at th a wele smile.

        Mick loved to go up to Mister Singers room. Even if e ood every    more to it t    ne music. Sell    s tell anybody else.    e little ced and caug-tail in tri ed in suc s embarrassed at all. Except for er Singer    man she knew.

        or Copelae to Jo Augustus Be Mady Lee reply and an invitation for o make a call y. Doctor Copeland    to t ia ao te mans room. truly none of t insolence about togete e doo tions he

        from any person of te race wor Copeland ered.

        Aftere man a long time.

        ter, inasmuced in a cordial mao return, .

        Jake Blount came every air before    ed. airs    carry tfully    seeming to notice where he was going.

        Even Biff Brannon came to tes room one nig as ay aaurant for long,    in a half-hour.

        Singer o everyone.    in astraiguffed tigo s, and nodded or smiled to ss t ood.

        If    or in t to a late movie. o sit bad cors talking and    on t title of a picture befoing into a movie, and no matter .

        t a able in an envelope adddessed to Mrs. Kelly t . ors came and say room t a surprise.

        No one could imagine his.

        Singer spent all of ion in to in trip and imagined about eac togetion ime icket in an envelope in .

        Antonapoulos    c all. o o meet ter t t

        t attention. s    dressing-go bedroom slippers, and tonapoulos looked beissue papers in t noto eat s disdainfully on    bothem any more.

        toget notice Singer or Antonapoulos, and t alone on the room.

        It seemed to Si years ogeto say t    s glittered on y and bliss rol himself.

        Antonapoulos kept    move. crousers. Siold    tors ake his mind away from his lonesomeness.

        old Antonapoulos t trange people and alalking—but t o d Mid Doctor Copeland.

        t Antonapoulos    ied Singer crumpled tc about ttendant came in to say t time o say. But    tired and happy.

        tients could receive t be onapoulos, Singer el.

        to , except t tclessly and did not play slapjack.

        After mucrouble Singer obtained permission to take Antonapoulos out h him for a few hours. he planned each

        detail of ttle excursion in adva into try in a taxi, and t four-ty t to t tel. Antonapoulos greatly enjoyed ra meal. e very greedily. But w leave.

        o table. Singer coaxed ed to use force. Antonapoulos sat stolidly and made obse gestures o    last Singer bougtle of axi again. tle out of tonapoulos    ment and offele excursion made Singer very sad.

        visit    one, for ion    over. Antonapoulos ten es slipped by quickly. Singers alked desperately and    last it ime fo. o    o do ared at    move. Singer left tuffed o s.

        Soon after Singer returo    t and Doctor Copeland began to e again. Eaced to kno t    Singer prete    uand tions, and able.

        One by oo Singers room to spend te ful and posed. inted gentle eyes    and Doctor Copeland alk in t room—tor t t te ao say to .
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