Yeah.’

    quot;tural life. ic robbery of money and goods  taken place  is simply because to accrue  place.’

    ts tem, Jake said.

    tor Copeland bitter-ry. tory of my people e erminable ory of t. Like a certain species of sea gull. If you capture one of tie a red string of to death.’

    Doctor Copeland took off acles and rebound a ion. Mr. Singer is a Jew.’

    No, youre here.’

    But I am positive t  time I saw old me so.’

    ed. quot;. Irish and Anglo-Saxon.’

    ?But------’

    Im certain. Absolutely.’

    Very or Copeland. e  quarrel.’

    Outside t t  daurned from silver to ill. the clear, lonely song of a

    spring bird in tside. t breeze bleenseness and exion.

    Doctor Copeland leaned for and cerpane. ts  itude. Deep black circles . t eaced.

    As tenseness betrained.

    At last Doctor Copeland cleared  and said: I am certain you did not come  discussed ts all t to no purpose. e alked of everyt t vital subject of all—t.  must be done.’

    till ced. In tation. Doctor Copeland sat bolt uprig ted inued. And tantly to speak at time.

    Excuse me, Jake said. Go ahead.’

    No, you. You started first.’

    Go on.’

    Psor Copeland. Continue.’

    Jake stared at ical eyes. Its this way.

    t. tion is for to knorut  is won.’

    Yes, once tand ty. But o tell them?’

    Listen, Jake said. t cters. If one person sends a letter to ten people and ten people sends letters to ten more—you g