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"
Where
did
you
tell
the
driver
to
go
?
"
she
asked
as
they
whirled
along
the
dim
street
.
"
The
station
.
"
"
If
that
guy
writes
my
mother
--
"
"
He
wo
n't
.
Nobody
'll
ever
know
about
this
--
except
our
friends
and
enemies
.
"
Dawn
was
breaking
over
the
sea
.
"
It
's
getting
blue
,
"
she
said
.
"
It
does
very
well
,
"
agreed
Amory
critically
,
and
then
as
an
after-thought
:
"
It
's
almost
breakfast-time
--
do
you
want
something
to
eat
?
"
"
Food
--
"
she
said
with
a
cheerful
laugh
.
"
Food
is
what
queered
the
party
.
We
ordered
a
big
supper
to
be
sent
up
to
the
room
about
two
o'clock
.
Alec
did
n't
give
the
waiter
a
tip
,
so
I
guess
the
little
bastard
snitched
.
"
Jill
's
low
spirits
seemed
to
have
gone
faster
than
the
scattering
night
.
"
Let
me
tell
you
,
"
she
said
emphatically
,
"
when
you
want
to
stage
that
sorta
party
stay
away
from
liquor
,
and
when
you
want
to
get
tight
stay
away
from
bedrooms
.
"
"
I
'll
remember
.
"
