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"
You
damned
gloom
!
Of
course
,
if
you
do
n't
want
to
go
to
the
coast
--
"
With
a
bound
Amory
was
out
of
bed
,
scattering
the
bureau
cover
's
burden
on
the
floor
.
The
coast
...
he
had
n't
seen
it
for
years
,
since
he
and
his
mother
were
on
their
pilgrimage
.
"
Who
's
going
?
"
he
demanded
as
he
wriggled
into
his
B.
V.
D.
's
.
"
Oh
,
Dick
Humbird
and
Kerry
Holiday
and
Jesse
Ferrenby
and
--
oh
about
five
or
six
.
Speed
it
up
,
kid
!
"
In
ten
minutes
Amory
was
devouring
cornflakes
in
Renwick
's
,
and
at
nine-thirty
they
bowled
happily
out
of
town
,
headed
for
the
sands
of
Deal
Beach
.
"
You
see
,
"
said
Kerry
,
"
the
car
belongs
down
there
.
In
fact
,
it
was
stolen
from
Asbury
Park
by
persons
unknown
,
who
deserted
it
in
Princeton
and
left
for
the
West
.
Heartless
Humbird
here
got
permission
from
the
city
council
to
deliver
it
.
"
"
Anybody
got
any
money
?
"
suggested
Ferrenby
,
turning
around
from
the
front
seat
.
There
was
an
emphatic
negative
chorus
.
"
That
makes
it
interesting
.
"
"
Money
--
what
's
money
?
We
can
sell
the
car
.
"
