Or maybe around .’

    quot;t ime to be living, Biff agreed.

    Blount s self-consciously. o leave. Biff  to detain ell me—o tion  been a politic one and ed  it was queer his.

    Its trut know.’

    tood quietly for a moment, boter.

    t dinner order, a Long Island duck special, o tore. turned ween a church sermon and a swing band.

    Blount leaned over suddenly and smelled Biffs face.

    Perfume?’

    Sion, Biff said composedly.

    keep Blount longer. to go.

    er. It his.

    ed to dra out completely so t and certain questions concerning  Blount alk—only to te. It  peculiar thing.

    quot;t said. See you later.’

    So long.’

    Biff c o t. took up ties before ed on trimmings  to attract customers. It looked bad. Rigy.

    to tuck in t.ake tuff out of the window.

    And bring me t red pottery bo.’

    s  last tion pleased ed tcalk ed ts and sniffed t   for tter. Alice always had

    done t. . s scum of food bits at ttom. e do day. o leave tcake and by ter again.

    Lucile and Baby came for Sunday dinner. ttle Md  so good noill on or said it could not come off until next monthe yellow curls made her head look naked.

    Say o Uncle Biff, ed.

    Baby bridled fretfully. o Unca Biff hon, she gassed.

    S up a struggle o take off . No be saying. quot;You got to take it off or youll catc again.. No behave yourself.’

    Biff took tuation in c from  its set in truggle raig so t t ied o just t ste