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"
Tommy
drove
us
home
?
Or
did
I
dream
it
?
"
"
You
know
he
did
.
"
"
Seems
probable
,
"
he
admitted
,
"
since
I
just
heard
him
coughing
.
I
think
I
’
ll
call
on
him
.
"
She
was
glad
when
he
left
her
,
for
almost
the
first
time
in
her
life
—
his
awful
faculty
of
being
right
seemed
to
have
deserted
him
at
last
.
Tommy
was
stirring
in
his
bed
,
waking
for
café
au
lait
.
"
Feel
all
right
?
"
Dick
asked
.
When
Tommy
complained
of
a
sore
throat
he
seized
at
a
professional
attitude
.
"
Better
have
a
gargle
or
something
.
"
"
You
have
one
?
"
"
Oddly
enough
I
haven
’
t
—
probably
Nicole
has
.
"
