He gave her al the change he had in his pocket and a fake address and left her crying over a third cup of coffee in the Vienna bakery and headed for Long Island City. Charley said sure he'd come, anyplace to get away from the stuffedshirts. Her lips were twitching and she looked as if she was going to burst into tears. Piquot's being dead gave Margo the creeps so that she didn't dare go home.
Al she remem-bered was a tal man in blue with a floppy felt hat caught up on one side and a white goatee; when she'd first seen a cartoon of Uncle Sam she'd thought it was her father. Women had shawls over their heads, few of the men or boys had overcoats. Good girl. Philadel-phia's got beaucoup jack wintry purpler wine the sun breaks out through the clouds on the first day in the year in the first vil agewe stop in our tracksto look at a waxworkthe old man has shot the pretty peasant girl who looks like Madeleine but younger she lies there shot in the left breast in the blood in the ruts of
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