t, are all products of profit and loss. A fello live  giving ance to meanness.

    Somebody o a frazzle for every mout and every stitco know.

    Everybody is blind, dumb, and blunt-upid and mean.’

    Jake pressed s to emples. s ions and  get control of ted to go berserk. ed to get out and figly reet.

    Still looking at ient interest, te took out e very carefully on a slip of paper, Are you Democrat or Republican? and passed table. Jake crumpled it in o

    turn around  even read.

    es face to steady  did not seem to move. t bro t  ized  to be riotous and felt calm again. to understand all t  to say and to er a weady again.

    You get it,  I mean.’

    From afar off t, silver ring of church bells.

    t  door and tle summer blue. It   Jake ay il he found a room.

    eput a mattress on t removing any of antly asleep.

    JL AR from treet, in one of tions of toor Benedict Mady Copeland sat in c  nine oclock and t no ove. Doctor Copeland sat close to it, leaning forraigcove s  purple against ig ook on a bluis motionless in tion for a long time. Even ared from beacles, did not c o o tove to make out t. tonig ricate play of ideas and t as rong, true purpose be t  understood.

    Often at nig room ient  t disturbed. And after tary  sitting in tc  o side and from  tia came.

    Doctor Copeland kne outside  t t turning on t  t door.  step out on t stood in t reet. tor Copelands  from any ot  solidly of brick and stucco.

    Around t ya