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- 4255 "How was the movie?" my mother said.
4256 "Excellent. Except Alice's mother. She kept leaning over and asking her if she felt
4257 grippy during the whole entire movie. We took a taxi home."
4258 "Let me feel your forehead."
4259 "I didn't catch anything. She didn't have anything. It was just her mother."
4260 "Well. Go to sleep now. How was your dinner?"
4261 "Lousy," Phoebe said.
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4262 "You heard what your father said about using that word. What was lousy about it?
4263 You had a lovely lamb chop. I walked all over Lexington Avenue just to--"
4264 "The lamb chop was all right, but Charlene always breathes on me whenever she
4265 puts something down. She breathes all over the food and everything. She breathes on
4266 everything."
4267 "Well. Go to sleep. Give Mother a kiss. Did you say your prayers?"
4268 "I said them in the bathroom. G'night!"
4269 "Good night. Go right to sleep now. I have a splitting headache," my mother said.
4270 She gets headaches quite frequently. She really does.
4271 "Take a few aspirins," old Phoebe said. "Holden'll be home on Wednesday, won't
4272 he?"
4273 "So far as I know. Get under there, now. Way down."
4274 I heard my mother go out and close the door. I waited a couple of minutes. Then I
4275 came out of the closet. I bumped smack into old Phoebe when I did it, because it was so
4276 dark and she was out of bed and coming to tell me. "I hurt you?" I said. You had to
4277 whisper now, because they were both home. "I gotta get a move on," I said. I found the
4278 edge of the bed in the dark and sat down on it and started putting on my shoes. I was
4279 pretty nervous. I admit it.
4280 "Don't go now," Phoebe whispered. "Wait'll they're asleep!"
4281 "No. Now. Now's the best time," I said. "She'll be in the bathroom and Daddy'll
4282 turn on the news or something. Now's the best time." I could hardly tie my shoelaces, I
4283 was so damn nervous. Not that they would've killed me or anything if they'd caught me
4284 home, but it would've been very unpleasant and all. "Where the hell are ya?" I said to old
4285 Phoebe. It was so dark I couldn't see her.
4286 "Here." She was standing right next to me. I didn't even see her.
4287 "I got my damn bags at the station," I said. "Listen. You got any dough, Phoeb?
4288 I'm practically broke."
4289 "Just my Christmas dough. For presents and all. I haven't done any shopping at all
4290 yet."
4291 "Oh." I didn't want to take her Christmas dough.
4292 "You want some?" she said.
4293 "I don't want to take your Christmas dough."
4294 "I can lend you some," she said. Then I heard her over at D.B.'s desk, opening a
4295 million drawers and feeling around with her hand. It was pitch-black, it was so dark in the
4296 room. "If you go away, you won't see me in the play," she said. Her voice sounded funny
4297 when she said it.
4298 "Yes, I will. I won't go way before that. You think I wanna miss the play?" I said.
4299 "What I'll do, I'll probably stay at Mr. Antolini's house till maybe Tuesday night. Then I'll
4300 come home. If I get a chance, I'll phone ya."
4301 "Here," old Phoebe said. She was trying to give me the dough, but she couldn't
4302 find my hand.
4303 "Where?"
4304 She put the dough in my hand.
4305 "Hey, I don't need all this," I said. "Just give me two bucks, is all. No kidding--
4306 Here." I tried to give it back to her, but she wouldn't take it.
4307 "You can take it all. You can pay me back. Bring it to the play."
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