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"
No
!
"
Colonel
Freeleigh
opened
his
eyes
quickly
,
sat
erect
in
his
wheel
chair
.
He
jerked
his
cold
hand
out
to
find
the
telephone
.
It
was
still
there
!
He
crushed
it
against
his
chest
for
a
moment
,
blinking
.
"
I
don
’
t
like
that
dream
,
"
he
said
to
his
empty
room
.
At
last
,
his
fingers
trembling
,
he
lifted
the
receiver
and
called
the
long
-
distance
operator
and
gave
her
a
number
and
waited
,
watching
the
bedroom
door
as
if
at
any
moment
a
plague
of
sons
,
daughters
,
grandsons
,
nurses
,
doctors
,
might
swarm
in
to
seize
away
this
last
vital
luxury
he
permitted
his
failing
senses
.
Many
days
,
or
was
it
years
,
ago
,
when
his
heart
had
thrust
like
a
dagger
through
his
ribs
and
flesh
,
he
had
heard
the
boys
below
.
.
.
their
names
what
were
they
?
Charles
,
Charlie
,
Chuck
,
yes
!
And
Douglas
!
And
Tom
!
He
remembered
!
Calling
his
name
far
down
the
hall
,
but
the
door
being
locked
in
their
faces
,
the
boys
turned
away
.
You
can
’
t
be
excited
,
the
doctor
said
.
No
visitors
,
no
visitors
,
no
It
visitors
.
And
he
heard
the
boys
moving
across
the
street
,
he
saw
them
,
he
waved
.
And
they
waved
back
.
"
Colonel
.
.
.
Colonel
.
.
.
"
And
now
he
sat
alone
with
the
little
gray
toad
of
a
heart
flopping
weakly
here
or
there
in
his
chest
from
time
to
time
.
"
Colonel
Freeleigh
,
"
said
the
operator
.
"
Here
’
s
your
call
.
Mexico
City
.
Erickson
3899
.
"
And
now
the
far
away
but
infinitely
clear
voice
:
"
Bueno
.
"
"
Jorge
!
"
cried
the
old
man
"
Senor
Freeleigh
!
Again
?
This
costs
money
.
"
"
Let
it
cost
!
You
know
what
to
do
.
"
