I oo sore and so dress myself; Joe Bell o elepriple martini and a brandy tumbler full ofcoins. But I couldnt to contact. Joseacute; ra t bastard! Only: w really.
I put to Crestvieion gave me for O.J. Berman. the person who answered said Mr.
Berman urbed: sorry, try later. Joe Bellold me I s ter; and ed on my trying Rusty. First, I spoke to Mr. traler -- Mr. and Mrs.
trao t;t, mister. Life and deat; tcome I found myself talking -- listening, rato t;Areyou starkers?quot; s;My ively sue anyone s to connect our names ro-ro-rovolting and de-de-degenerate girl. Ialways knew sc. Prison is w.
e ively sue anyone exas; but no, like it if I called him, shed kill me good.
I rang California again; ts ayed busy, and by time O.J.
Berman ied so many martinis o tell me t? I knoo Iggy Fitelstein.
Iggys t sake care of it, send me t t I oo come doo it. S a real p en t surprise me s;
But s; nor urned t morning o feed. o tment, I used trancet alone: a man case. tares as I stepped ttyface, lacquered e;; moreover, tcase ained te; kept at s sing to menders and cleaners. And I said, certain it ;Did Mr.
Ybarra-Jaegar send you?quot;
quot;I am t; -penetrable accent.
quot;e;?quot;
ed tion, as translating it into anot;A; o dismiss me, resumed activities.
So: t amazed; or in test sorry. Still, unt: quot; to be ;
tood me. tcase andproduced a letter. quot;My cousin, s for ;
On tly -- Courtesy Bearer.
I sat doo me, and felt as badly fora, as she could feel for herself.
quot;Yes, I ;
And I did: t ing to. But I to destroy tter; or to keep it in my pocket atively inquiredif, if by any ce;. It er; I ting by reeked of iodine and bedpans, a al room. S of . quot;ell, darling,quot; sed me, as Itiptoed totes and a s, quot;I lost t; S quite t believe how ill shed been.
Yet it rue: quot;C, I nearly cooled. No fooling, t had me.
Sorm. I guess I couldnt old you about t woman.
Since I didnt kno il my brot a meant, Freds dying; and t meanred bitc! But its all ts aing to give you t crazy and brokeeveryt;
Except for tor sients, a trio of triplet-like ladies not unkind but total, speculated in walian.
: quot;t doneme ;; and, to a suggestion t s traig;I cant. t speak Englis dream of spoiling t; It s Joseacute;.
tant ster sed oug advanced ;Darling,quot; sructed me, quot; oft ick.quot;
Guided by a compact mirror, sed every vestige of t of ube, colored taco er a displeased appraisal of ion, ster and let ;tastes bum. But divine,quot;
sossing me tter: quot;Maybe te a rat-romance. Dont be aloud. Id like to myself.quot;
It began: quot;My dearest little girl -- quot;
once interrupted. Sed to kno of ting.
I t notigric script. quot;Its o a t.
Buttoned up and constipated,quot; s;Go on.quot;
quot;My dearest little girl, I as otconceive of my despair upon discovering in sucal and public style you are from to make circumstance,and do not find it in my to add my condemn to t surroundsyou. So I in your not to condemn me. I oprotect, and my name, and I am a coutions enter. Forget me,beautiful c may God al te;.quot;
quot;ell?quot;
quot;In a seems quite . And even touc;
quot;touc square-ball jazz!quot;
quot;But after all, of vie see -- quot;
to admit t s e itscosmetic disguise, confessed it. quot;All rig a rat reason. A supersized,King Kong-type rat like Rusty. Benny St. But o;
s into ;I did love .quot;
talian trio imagined a lovers crise and, placing t it belonged, tut-tutted tongues at me. I tered: proud t anyone sed er. And blessyou for being suc o play Calamity Jane Id still belooking foro trenuous exercise, tsrick. But Ive scared la merde out of tment bysaying it s, including false arrest.quot;
Until ted mention of er tribulations, and tingreference to tic, so definitely did it reveal ies before ;Norong, mature, an uncle. quot;Noreat it as a joke. eo make plans.quot;
quot;Youre too young to be stuffy. too small. By t business is it ofyours?quot;
quot;None. Except youre my friend, and Im o knoenddoing.quot;
Srated on t;todays ednesday, isntit? So I suppose Ill sleep until Saturday, really get a good scurdaymorning Ill skip out to top by tment and pick up anigo Idleion on a perfectly fine plane.
And since youre suc you op s;
quot; do t.quot;
quot;Et pourquoi pas? Im not -footing after Joseacute;, if ts w you suppose.
According to my census, rictly a citizen of Limboville. Its only: ly fine ticket? Already paid for? Besides, Ive never been to Brazil.quot;
quot;Just ment. If tc a, youll never be able to come ;
quot;ell, so, tougitty. Any;
quot;No, s stupid. Youre innocent. Youve got to stick it out.quot;