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- Anyway, they fell in love right away, on account of they're both so nuts about Charles
Dickens and all, and he helps her run her publishing business. She's a publisher, the girl.
Only, she's not doing so hot, because her brother's a drunkard and he spends all their
dough. He's a very bitter guy, the brother, because he was a doctor in the war and now he
can't operate any more because his nerves are shot, so he boozes all the time, but he's
pretty witty and all. Anyway, old Alec writes a book, and this girl publishes it, and they
both make a hatful of dough on it. They're all set to get married when this other girl, old
Marcia, shows up. Marcia was Alec's fiancée before he lost his memory, and she
recognizes him when he's in this store autographing books. She tells old Alec he's really a
duke and all, but he doesn't believe her and doesn't want to go with her to visit his mother
and all. His mother's blind as a bat. But the other girl, the homey one, makes him go.
She's very noble and all. So he goes. But he still doesn't get his memory back, even when
his great Dane jumps all over him and his mother sticks her fingers all over his face and
brings him this teddy bear he used to slobber around with when he was a kid. But then,
one day, some kids are playing cricket on the lawn and he gets smacked in the head with
a cricket ball. Then right away he gets his goddam memory back and he goes in and
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kisses his mother on the forehead and all. Then he starts being a regular duke again, and
he forgets all about the homey babe that has the publishing business. I'd tell you the rest
of the story, but I might puke if I did. It isn't that I'd spoil it for you or anything. There
isn't anything to spoil for Chrissake. Anyway, it ends up with Alec and the homey babe
getting married, and the brother that's a drunkard gets his nerves back and operates on
Alec's mother so she can see again, and then the drunken brother and old Marcia go for
each other. It ends up with everybody at this long dinner table laughing their asses off
because the great Dane comes in with a bunch of puppies. Everybody thought it was a
male, I suppose, or some goddam thing. All I can say is, don't see it if you don't want to
puke all over yourself.
The part that got me was, there was a lady sitting next to me that cried all through
the goddam picture. The phonier it got, the more she cried. You'd have thought she did it
because she was kindhearted as hell, but I was sitting right next to her, and she wasn't.
She had this little kid with her that was bored as hell and had to go to the bathroom, but
she wouldn't take him. She kept telling him to sit still and behave himself. She was about
as kindhearted as a goddam wolf. You take somebody that cries their goddam eyes out
over phony stuff in the movies, and nine times out of ten they're mean bastards at heart.
I'm not kidding.
After the movie was over, I started walking down to the Wicker Bar, where I was
supposed to meet old Carl Luce, and while I walked I sort of thought about war and all.
Those war movies always do that to me. I don't think I could stand it if I had to go to war.
I really couldn't. It wouldn't be too bad if they'd just take you out and shoot you or
something, but you have to stay in the Army so goddam long. That's the whole trouble.
My brother D.B. was in the Army for four goddam years. He was in the war, too--he
landed on D-Day and all--but I really think he hated the Army worse than the war. I was
practically a child at the time, but I remember when he used to come home on furlough
and all, all he did was lie on his bed, practically. He hardly ever even came in the living
room. Later, when he went overseas and was in the war and all, he didn't get wounded or
anything and he didn't have to shoot anybody. All he had to do was drive some cowboy
general around all day in a command car. He once told Allie and I that if he'd had to
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