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Still
he
failed
to
decide
to
whom
the
check
should
be
presented
,
which
man
in
the
line
would
guess
least
of
the
unhappy
predicament
in
which
he
found
himself
and
,
also
,
which
one
would
be
least
likely
to
talk
.
There
was
Perrin
,
the
suave
New
Yorker
,
who
had
asked
him
to
luncheons
at
the
American
Club
,
there
was
Casasus
,
the
Spaniard
,
with
whom
he
usually
discussed
a
mutual
friend
in
spite
of
the
fact
that
the
friend
had
passed
out
of
his
life
a
dozen
years
before
;
there
was
Muchhause
,
who
always
asked
him
whether
he
wanted
to
draw
upon
his
wife
’
s
money
or
his
own
.
As
he
entered
the
amount
on
the
stub
,
and
drew
two
lines
under
it
,
he
decided
to
go
to
Pierce
,
who
was
young
and
for
whom
he
would
have
to
put
on
only
a
small
show
.
It
was
often
easier
to
give
a
show
than
to
watch
one
.
He
went
to
the
mail
desk
first
—
as
the
woman
who
served
him
pushed
up
with
her
bosom
a
piece
of
paper
that
had
nearly
escaped
the
desk
,
he
thought
how
differently
women
use
their
bodies
from
men
.
He
took
his
letters
aside
to
open
:
There
was
a
bill
for
seventeen
psychiatric
books
from
a
German
concern
,
a
bill
from
Brentano
’
s
,
a
letter
from
Buffalo
from
his
father
,
in
a
handwriting
that
year
by
year
became
more
indecipherable
;
there
was
a
card
from
Tommy
Barban
postmarked
Fez
and
bearing
a
facetious
communication
;
there
were
letters
from
doctors
in
Zurich
,
both
in
German
;
a
disputed
bill
from
a
plasterer
in
Cannes
;
a
bill
from
a
furniture
maker
;
a
letter
from
the
publisher
of
a
medical
journal
in
Baltimore
,
miscellaneous
announcements
and
an
invitation
to
a
showing
of
pictures
by
an
incipient
artist
;
also
there
were
three
letters
for
Nicole
,
and
a
letter
for
Rosemary
sent
in
his
care
.
—
Do
you
mind
if
I
pull
down
the
curtain
?
He
went
toward
Pierce
but
he
was
engaged
with
a
woman
,
and
Dick
saw
with
his
heels
that
he
would
have
to
present
his
check
to
Casasus
at
the
next
desk
,
who
was
free
.
"
How
are
you
,
Diver
?
"
Casasus
was
genial
.
He
stood
up
,
his
mustache
spreading
with
his
smile
.
"
We
were
talking
about
Featherstone
the
other
day
and
I
thought
of
you
—
he
’
s
out
in
California
now
.
"
Dick
widened
his
eyes
and
bent
forward
a
little
.
"
In
Cali
-
FOR
-
nia
?
"
"
That
’
s
what
I
heard
.
"
Dick
held
the
check
poised
;
to
focus
the
attention
of
Casasus
upon
it
he
looked
toward
Pierce
’
s
desk
,
holding
the
latter
for
a
moment
in
a
friendly
eye
-
play
conditioned
by
an
old
joke
of
three
years
before
when
Pierce
had
been
involved
with
a
Lithuanian
countess
.
Pierce
played
up
with
a
grin
until
Casasus
had
authorized
the
check
and
had
no
further
recourse
to
detain
Dick
,
whom
he
liked
,
than
to
stand
up
holding
his
pince
-
nez
and
repeat
,
"
Yes
,
he
’
s
in
California
.
"
