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If-So-Girl’s skull had been fractured in three
places from repeated overhand blows, and she bled
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living room/kitchen (the smell of the burnt sketch
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short hallway between the bedroom and the nook
that served as Illy’s studyIn the bathroom at
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with a good deal of her hair, on the living room
wall behind herIt was then just shy of four AM
The man downstairs was an insomniac who knew the
gunshot for what it was and called the police
“Why drown her?” Wireman asked”I don’t
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said”All right?”
He reached out and squeezed my remaining hand
And if we get this business done, maybe we’ll
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@@@@@Who was talking to him, who was bothering him? If he would agree they would let him alone”Yeah,” he mumbled again
A few tears mounted in Ridge’s eyesMaw told me ’bout a sinner was caught on the deathbed, he thoughtHe had never forgotten her story, but he had never imagined that he too would do something so wonderful
“Git out, y’ goddam JapsHad Wilson forgotten his conversion already? But Ridges did not dare to admit thisIf Wilson repented and then threw it away, his punishment would be doubly awfulNo man would ever dare that
“You jus’ ‘member what you said,” Ridges muttered almost fiercely”Jus’ watch yourself, man
Afraid to listen any longer, he stood up, went to the head of the litter, rearranged the blanket over Wilson’s feet, and then worked the strap over his neck and under his armpitsIn a moment, after Goldstein was ready, they moved on
They reached the jungle after an hour’s march, and Ridges left Goldstein with the stretcher, and explored to his right until he found the trail the platoon had cut four days earlierIt was only a few hundred yards awayRidges felt a feeble glow of pleasure that he had been so accurateActually he had done it almost instinctivelyPermanent bivouacs, roads through the jungle, stretches of beach always confused him; they always looked the same, but in the hills he could travel with a sure and easy sense
He returned to Goldstein, and they set out again, reaching the trail in a few minutesThe foliage had sprung up again considerably since it had been cut, and the floor of the path was muddy from the rainsThey blundered along, slipping frequently, their thickened feet finding no hold in the slick mudIf they had been less tired, they might have noticed the difference; the fact that the sun no longer beat on them would have been noted with pleasure, and conversely the uncertain footing, the sluggish resistance of the bushes and vines and thorns would have angered themBut they hardly detected all thatBy now they knew there was no way to carry the stretcher without travail, and the individual circumstances that obstructed them had no force
Still they progressed even more slowl

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Soon after that back again in the fresh, sweet, rainwashed cool of
IrelandScarlett’s hand stroked the soft leather pouch in her lap
She’d take the earth from Ballyhara to her father’s grave first
thing
Can you see from where you are, Pa? Do you know? You’d be so
proud of
your Katie Scarlett, PaBenteen was waiting for her
at the Jonesboro depotScarlett looked at his weather-worn face and
deceptively slack-looking body and grinned from ear to earWill must
be the only man God ever made who could look like he was lounging
on a
peg legShe hugged him ferociously”Landsake, Scarlett, you ought
to warn a manNearly knocked me off my pinIt’s good to see you
“It’s good to see you, WillI expect I’m gladder to see you than
anybody else this whole tripWill was more dear to her
than even the Savannah O’HarasMaybe because he’d been through
the
bad times with her, maybe because he loved Tara as much as she

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Wireman made Jack get up so he could strip the
vines from the benchThen we sat there, three
unlikely warriors, two in their fifties and one
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barely out of his teens, overlooking the Gulf of
Mexico on one side and a ruined mansion on the
otherThe red basket and mostly depleted food-bag
were at our feetI thought I had twenty minutes
to tell them what I knew, even half an hour, and
that would still leave enough time
“Elizabeth’s connection with Perse was closer than
mine,” I said”Much more intense than mineI
don’t know how she stood itOnce she had the
china figure, she saw everything, whether she was
there or notAnd she drew everythingBut the
worst pictures she burned before she left this
place
“Like the picture of the hurricane?” Wireman askedI think she was afraid of their power, and
she was right to be afraid
And the doll stored it all upLike a psychic
cameraIn most cases, I just saw what Elizabeth
saw and drew what Elizabeth drewDo you
understand that?”
They both nodded
“Start with this path, which was once a roadIt
went from Shade Beach to the barn I pointed to
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the long, vine-coated outbuilding where I hoped we
would find a ladder”I don’t think the bootlegger
who wore it into the coral was Dave Davis, but I’m
confident he was one of Davis’s business
associates, and that a fair amount of hooch came
onto the Florida Suncoast by way of Duma KeyFrom
Shade Beach to John Eastlake’s barn, then across
to the mainlandMostly top-shelf stuff headed for
a couple of jazz clubs in Sarasota and Venice,
stored as a favor to Davis
Wireman glanced at the declining sun, then at his
watch”Does this have any bearing on our current
situation, muchacho? I assume it d

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from building and selling cheap houses, but there were satisfactions
beyond earning moneyThe land of the O’Haras was fruitful again;
she
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The replacements remained on the beach for another day or twoThe evening after Croft had talked to Captain Mantelli, Roth walked forlornly through the replacement bivouacThe man with whom he was bunking, a big good-natured farm boy, was still over at another tent with his friends, and Roth didn’t want to join themHe had gone along the previous night and, as it usually happened, he had felt left out of thingsHis bunkmate and his bunkmate’s friends were all young, probably just out of high school, and they laughed a lot at stupid jokes and wrestled with each other and sworeHe never knew what to say to themRoth felt a familiar wistful urge for somebody he could talk to seriouslyHe realized again there wasn’t anyone he knew well among the replacements — all the men with whom he had come overseas had been separated from him at the last replacement depotEven then, it wasn’t as if they had anything special about themThey were all stupid, Roth thoughtAll they could think about was getting women
He stared gloomily at the pup tents scattered over the sandIn a day or two he would be sent up to his new platoon, and the thought gave him no joyA rifleman now! It was such a dirty trickAt least, if they hadn’t told him he was going to be a clerkAll the Army wanted you for was cannon fodderThey even made riflemen out of men like himself, fathers, with poor healthHe was qualified for other things, a college graduate, familiar with office workBut try and explain it to the Army
He passed a tent where a soldier was pounding some stakes into the s

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When he reached the colored pencil drawing of the
tanker at the very end of the line, Wireman
squatted and stared at it for maybe thirty seconds
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with his forearms resting on his thighs and his
hands hanging limply between his legs
“Shhh,” he said, and I endured another thirty
seconds of silenceWhen he turned to face me, his eyes looked
very large, and the left one was inflamedWater -
not a tear – was running from the inner cornerHe
pulled a handkerchief from the back pocket of his
jeans and wiped it away, the automatic gesture of
a man who does the same thing a dozen or more
times a day
“Holy God,” he said, and walked toward the window,
stuffing the handkerchief back into his pocket
“Holy God what?” I asked”Holy God what?”
He stood looking out”You don’t know how good
these are, do you? I mean you really don’t
“Are they?” I askedI had never felt so unsure of
myself”Are you serious?”
“Did you put them in chronological order?” he
asked, still looking out at the GulfThe joking,
joshing, wisecracking Wireman had taken a hikeI
had an idea the one I was listening to now had a
lot more in common with the one juries had heard
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always assuming he’d been that kind of lawyer
“You did, didn’t you? Other than the last couple,
I meanThose’re obviously much earlier
I didn’t see how anything of mine could qualify as
“much earlier” when I’d only been doing pictures
for a couple of months, but when I ran my eye over
them, I saw he was rightI hadn’t meant to put
them in chronological order – not consciously -
but that was what I had done”Earliest to most recent
He indicated the last four paintings – the ones
I’d come to think of as my sunset-compositesTo
one I’d added a nautilus shell, to one a compact
disc with the word Memorex printed across it (and
the sun shining redly through the hole), to the
third a dead seagull I’d found on the beach, only
blown up to pterodactyl sizeThe last was of the
shell-bed beneath Big Pink, done from a digital
photographTo this I had for some reason felt the
urge to add rosesThere were none growing around
Big Pink, but there were plenty of photos
available from my new pal Goog

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What did you say?
More and more often this inexplicable humorSomewhere in the cavernous and undoubtedly rotten tissues of the collective brain of Al, of Jansen, of the magazine men, the college literary critics, in the aesthetes’ salons, in the modern living rooms on the quiet back streets of Cambridge, there would be the unadmitted hunger to be bored and superior at a Brattle Hall dance, either that or go to Spain
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No, I’m going to head for New York, Ellison’s father promised me a job there
This is quite a place, Bob, Bill Hearn says
Yes, a funny four yearsAnd inside himself he is strainingGo away, leave me aloneOnly he has learned not to say that out loud any longer
For his thesis he has been given a magna: A Study of the Cosmic Urge in Herman Melville

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