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With
his
open
hand
he
pushed
down
air
briskly
.
"
Stop
!
"
The
upshot
was
that
they
had
exchanged
viewpoints
like
debaters
.
Kaethe
admitted
to
herself
that
she
had
been
too
hard
on
Dick
,
whom
she
admired
and
of
whom
she
stood
in
awe
,
who
had
been
so
appreciative
and
understanding
of
herself
As
for
Franz
,
once
Kaethe
’
s
idea
had
had
time
to
sink
in
,
he
never
after
believed
that
Dick
was
a
serious
person
.
And
as
time
went
on
he
convinced
himself
that
he
had
never
thought
so
.
Dick
told
Nicole
an
expurgated
version
of
the
catastrophe
in
Rome
—
in
his
version
he
had
gone
philanthropically
to
the
rescue
of
a
drunken
friend
.
He
could
trust
Baby
Warren
to
hold
her
tongue
,
since
he
had
painted
the
disastrous
effect
of
the
truth
upon
Nicole
.
All
this
,
however
,
was
a
low
hurdle
compared
to
the
lingering
effect
of
the
episode
upon
him
.
In
reaction
he
took
himself
for
an
intensified
beating
in
his
work
,
so
that
Franz
,
trying
to
break
with
him
,
could
find
no
basis
on
which
to
begin
a
disagreement
.
No
friendship
worth
the
name
was
ever
destroyed
in
an
hour
without
some
painful
flesh
being
torn
—
so
Franz
let
himself
believe
with
ever
-
increasing
conviction
that
Dick
travelled
intellectually
and
emotionally
at
such
a
rate
of
speed
that
the
vibrations
jarred
him
—
this
was
a
contrast
that
had
previously
been
considered
a
virtue
in
their
relation
.
So
,
for
the
shoddiness
of
needs
,
are
shoes
made
out
of
last
year
’
s
hide
.
Yet
it
was
May
before
Franz
found
an
opportunity
to
insert
the
first
wedge
.
Dick
came
into
his
office
white
and
tired
one
noon
and
sat
down
,
saying
:
"
Well
,
she
’
s
gone
.
"
"
She
’
s
dead
?
"
"
The
heart
quit
.
"
