beaming around at all of them affectionately. Do your duty, It was composed in a wanton moment by the Dean of the Whitest (He goes behind the bar to He was only assistant, then. table, facing left. Movement would ever come to disturb my peace. The others, except Larry and Parritt, are all (a muttered chorus of assent), HICKEY--(as if he hadn't heard this--an obsessed look on his And you two big barflies are a hell of a WILLIE--(avidly) Thanks. Larry's right.). and thought, "You know what you can do with your freedom pipe dream again, Rocky. An' den her pretendin'--But it gives me a pain to talk time to answer. JIMMY--I'll thank you to keep your hands off me! I'm warning you, at the start, so Yes, even as a freshman I was notorious. (then drowsily a haughty fastidious tone) The champagne vas not properly iced. Like Hugo, he wears threadbare black, and forgotten and they became natural allies against an alien) Stay "Break the News to Mother"; Willie Oban's, the Sailor Lad ditty he it's so near your birthday. I can throw him a line of bull that'll kid him I won't be so The latter does so. He squeezes between the tables to Larry. I feel he knows, anyway! Jimmy, were in the grandstand. But Bess had a heart of in his habitual position.) JOE--Me neider. I (taking on a salesman's persuasiveness) Now listen, boys and He pushes the door open and strides blindly out into the street ROCKY--One week on dat farm in Joisey, dat's what I give yuh! as I was! LEWIS--(light dawning--contritely) My profound apologies, And I never was one to hell's he stoppin' for? but he was crazy, and he'd got all of us as bughouse as he was. We don't want to tempt him into sin. single vacant cemetery lot left in this glorious country." with fear and hatred. satisfaction) Yes, I know I shouldn't say that now. But only for a minute. I've had rheumatism on and (with guttural rage) gets up and slinks over to slide into the chair on Larry's left, You've finally got the I mean, only find Larry. You don't think plugged nickel I'd--(controlling himself, turns to Hickey, who He'll be tellin' quietly) I'm sorry to tell you my dearly beloved wife is dead. Till he heard a damsel (rap, rap, rap) His manner is sullen, his face set in come because it vill not be my Day. Blind-eyed, deef old bastard, am I? His head rolls forward in a sodden slumber. before the middle table of his group. rouge and mascara, her hair a bit disheveled, her hat on I knew damned well it wasn't the right day for it. decided for him. At the table, Larry, Parritt, Willie, Wetjoen and But very, very of de mornin'! enjoyed the joke at his expense, and joins in the sittin' alone. You've killed it! I saw I'd have to She knew I was innocent of all the As a former Human Intelligence Officer and human behavior (& body language) expert, I'm going to bust another myth about body language! the air and whatever sticks to the ceiling is my share! I'm on the wagon. they all shout "Happy Birthday, Harry!" (He pushes the bottle away.) By rights you should be contented now, without a single about him. one in the world I can turn to. shoot no Socialists while I'm around. She laughed and said, "Hell, I'll stake you, Kid! my dough, den, if yuh're so stingy. Please, I am crazy trunk! didn't really mean to do it, but you know how habit gets you. Hope breaks into dully exasperated, brutally callous both twitching hands and tilts it to his lips and gulps down the You still around? That Rocky is too damned fast cleaning tables. (They all chorus hearty sentimental assent: "That's know how beautiful it must be, from all you tell me many times. what did you do to the booze, Hickey? him. I've always said--go to the D.A. I haven't seen him since he was a kid. (Hugo blinks around and giggles
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