Out in treet again turned a deep, angry purple. In tagnant air torm smell.
trees along to steal into tmosp trange greenisreet. All Jake paused for a moment to sniff tcase under o run toreet. But quick enough.
tallic cras.
An avalancer blinded he New
York Cafe and so er.
Brannon puser. Nouition you er t you just too late. il it . And a suitcase?’
It looks like a suitcase, Jake said. And it feels like a suitcase.
So if you believe in tuality of suitcases I reckon t.’
You oug to stand around like tairs and t iron.’
Jake sat at one of tables and rested to rest my wind again.’
But your lips are turning blue. You look all knocked up.’
Im all rig I is some supper.’
Supper be ready for iently.
Any old leftovers put te. You dont even o boto them.’
tiness in . ed to look neitable. It at table for t time. And t out on a limb. And no o o get out of it by art again. At t of it panic came in ired. t on t beside him.
to .’
doe of c, he
steam and closed s in it?’
Lemon rind rubbed on a lump of sugar and boiling er s a good drink.’
how much do I owe you?’
I dont kno out before you leave.’
Jake took a deep draugoddy and to pay you—and if I did I probably anyway.’
ell, a bill and asked you to pay up?’
No, Jake said. You been very reasonable. And since I t it youre a rig guy—from tive, t is.’
Brannon sat across from table. Somet-s smootriped blue s was very fresers.
At last in a ating ernoon paper just before you came. It seems you of trouble at your place today.ts rig did it say?’
quot;ait. Ill get it. Brannon fetcer and leaned against tition of t says on t page t at ted so and so, turbance. tally injured ed by knives. taken for treatment to ty al. te, of Central Mill City, Various ilson, Negro, and so forte: quot;A number of arrests is alleged t turbance ation, as papers of a subversive nature te of disturbance. Ots are expected sly.quot; Brannon clicked eetoget-up of ts s h only one r.’
quot;t, all rig;Caused by labor agitation.quot; ts remarkable.’
Anyunate.’
Jake o y plate.
do you mean to do now?*
tm leaving. Im getting out of ernoon.’
Brannon polis;ell, of course its not necessary—but it migarting out time of day.’
I just father.’
I do not t beo make a neart. At v time ake my advice on tive and of course I think your opinions are radical.
But at time I like to knoter.
Any to see you straig. So tle down?’
Jake puse irritably away from know wired.’
Brannon s back to ter.
ired enoug rum and t felt good to be sitting safe in a booto eaten a good meal. If ed to ake a nap—a s one. Already s it out of here.
his rain keep on?’
Brannons voice ones. You cant tell— a tropical cloudburst. Mig ttle and set in for t.’
Jake laid ick and ttle of dishes. Gradually his hands relaxed.
table.
to errible dream was in mare. I looked over
on to equal it.’
till terror t al o tell me I mare. I remember just een times before.’
ime o get traig cro t tern about terrible brig and sloarvation. t cro someo leave it And in t knohe burden he had carried in his arms so long.
? Brannon asked. as tood up and to ter. y and sy. t ain faucet and a pocket comb and neatly combed ache.
t to be asleep to understand w was sucmare.’
ted to five-ty. t stopped.
Jake picked up case and to t door. So long. Ill send you a postcard maybe.’
ait, Brannon said. You cant go nos still raining a little.’
Just dripping off t out of town before dark.’
But o keep going for a week?’
I dont need money. I been broke before. Brannon had an
envelope ready and in it y-dollar bills. Jake looked at t t. God kno t forget. Good luck. And let me hear from you. Adios. Good-bye.’
t tcil racks. On eited ted privies and lines of torn, smoky rags to dry. For t one sig or space or cleanliness. Even tself seemed filt a vegetable roempted, but only a feless, smutty fig trees. Little younguns sark naked. t of ty was so cruel and Jake snarled and clencs.
ourned off on a highway.
Cars passed oo no one ed to take maybe a truck opbefore long. te afternoon sun again. made team rise from t pavement. Jake eadily.
As soon as to or onslaugo begin anotime. to tly to t. But go too far a line of ake form.
Evening good ? t ion so kno. All t came of it rap—tore, to sleep, and back at tore again. t of ter Singer used to ed to seven. And s getting off. henever
time told o stay.
Because sand longer on and t blue. Dark s urned on. Automobile reet and t t to go o te some ice cream s feel O.K. And smoke and be by tle while.
t part of t to t boot got so tired. tto o be Keep on your toes and smile. Once s of tore so froime to get ural again. Even ired. Sook off t t. At first ss and Pans, but noo Costume Jewelry.
Good evening, Mick, Mister Brannon said. tom of a glass of er it on table.
I me a ce sundae and a nickel glass of draw beer.’
toget doed tle finger t le supper h me?’
No, t is ty cold.’
Mick raked Mister Singer so oolhs.
S t until t day t t in to play t of to t s. And t nigaker rouge and lipstick on o make ural. But look natural. s stay in t ter and rung till. So e o table. Only at first o bed at nig sleep. But now s like so, also.