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"
That
's
a
great
expression
of
yours
,
is
n't
it
?
"
said
Tom
sharply
.
"
What
is
?
"
"
All
this
'
old
sport
'
business
.
Where
'd
you
pick
that
up
?
"
"
Now
see
here
,
Tom
,
"
said
Daisy
,
turning
around
from
the
mirror
,
"
if
you
're
going
to
make
personal
remarks
I
wo
n't
stay
here
a
minute
.
Call
up
and
order
some
ice
for
the
mint
julep
.
"
As
Tom
took
up
the
receiver
the
compressed
heat
exploded
into
sound
and
we
were
listening
to
the
portentous
chords
of
Mendelssohn
's
Wedding
March
from
the
ballroom
below
.
"
Imagine
marrying
anybody
in
this
heat
!
"
cried
Jordan
dismally
.
"
Still
--
I
was
married
in
the
middle
of
June
,
"
Daisy
remembered
,
"
Louisville
in
June
!
Somebody
fainted
.
Who
was
it
fainted
,
Tom
?
"
"
Biloxi
,
"
he
answered
shortly
.
"
A
man
named
Biloxi
.
'
blocks
'
Biloxi
,
and
he
made
boxes
--
that
's
a
fact
--
and
he
was
from
Biloxi
,
Tennessee
.
"
"
They
carried
him
into
my
house
,
"
appended
Jordan
,
"
because
we
lived
just
two
doors
from
the
church
.
And
he
stayed
three
weeks
,
until
Daddy
told
him
he
had
to
get
out
.
The
day
after
he
left
Daddy
died
.
"
After
a
moment
she
added
as
if
she
might
have
sounded
irreverent
,
"
There
was
n't
any
connection
.
"
