ell—you knoleman—s—this here------’

    Mr. Singer.’

    And  stood looking around to see  . And Mr. B-B-Blount seen o talk and ed old  been staying here.’

    Biff bo pattern.  for a minute.

    quot;to pile in e. illie  to treet hey all come now.

    to drag him.’

    A dozen onlookers and a policeman all tried to croo taurant. Outside a couple of   he ordinary happened.

    No use creating any more disturbance t ted the drunk.

    t of t as .’

    t tled ttle croo treet again. turned to Biff: Somebody said aying h you.’

    No. But  as well be, Biff said.

    ant me to take h me?’

    Biff considered.  get into any more trouble tonight.

    Of course I cant be responsible—but I this will calm him down.’

    O.K. Ill drop back in again before I knock off.’

    Biff, Singer, and Jake Blount  alone. For t time since  in, Biff turned tention to

    t seemed t Blount  able emple.  ed out of ely collapsed. te sat at table across from aking it all in h his gray eyes.

    t Blount

    rembling. tears began to roll do t e and raised -to-do? expression. Singer cocked his head on one side.

    Biff ion. ill trying to decide urned over to e.

    // you cannot to go  some soup and coffee would be good for him.

    ith relief Biff nodded vigorously.

    On table es of t evening meal, t. But Blount  eat.  take   part of ed to one diser t Blount just sat h and shook his head.

    Biff enunciated slo te could see. tte