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Jubal
found
his
own
room
,
was
immediately
joined
by
Patty
,
who
again
insisted
on
drawing
his
tub
,
then
turned
back
his
bed
,
neatly
,
without
touching
it
,
placed
his
setup
for
drinks
(
fresh
ice
cubes
)
by
his
bed
,
and
fixed
one
and
placed
it
on
the
shelf
of
the
tub
.
Jubal
did
not
try
to
hurry
her
out
;
she
had
arrived
displaying
all
her
pictures
.
He
knew
enough
about
the
syndrome
which
can
lead
to
full
tattooing
to
be
quite
sure
that
if
he
did
not
now
remark
on
them
and
ask
to
be
allowed
to
examine
them
,
she
would
be
very
hurt
even
though
she
might
conceal
it
.
Nor
did
he
display
or
feel
any
of
the
fret
that
Ben
had
felt
on
an
earlier
,
similar
occasion
;
he
went
right
ahead
and
undressed
,
making
nothing
of
it
–
and
discovered
with
wryly
bitter
pride
that
it
did
not
matter
to
him
in
the
least
even
though
it
had
been
many
years
since
the
last
time
he
had
allowed
anyone
,
man
or
woman
,
to
see
him
naked
.
It
seemed
to
matter
not
at
all
to
Patty
and
even
less
to
him
.
She
simply
made
sure
that
the
tub
was
just
right
before
allowing
him
to
step
into
it
.
Then
she
remained
and
told
him
what
each
picture
was
and
in
what
sequence
to
view
them
.
Jubal
was
properly
awed
and
appropriately
complimentary
,
while
completely
the
impersonal
art
critic
.
But
it
was
,
he
admitted
to
himself
,
the
goddamdest
display
of
virtuosity
with
a
needle
he
had
ever
seen
–
it
made
his
fully
decorated
Japanese
friend
look
like
a
cheap
carpet
as
compared
with
the
finest
Princess
Bokhara
.
"
They
’
ve
been
changing
a
little
,
"
she
told
him
.
"
Take
the
holy
birth
scene
here
–
that
rear
wall
is
beginning
to
look
curved
?
and
the
bed
looks
almost
like
a
hospital
table
.
Of
course
I
have
been
changing
,
too
,
quite
a
lot
.
I
’
m
sure
George
doesn
’
t
mind
.
There
hasn
’
t
been
a
needle
touched
to
me
since
he
went
to
Heaven
?
and
if
some
miraculous
changes
take
place
,
I
’
m
sure
he
knows
about
them
and
has
a
finger
in
it
somehow
.
"
Jubal
decided
that
Patty
was
a
little
dotty
but
quite
nice
?
on
the
whole
,
he
preferred
people
who
were
a
little
dotty
;
"
the
salt
of
the
earth
"
citizen
left
him
cold
.
Not
too
dotty
,
he
amended
;
Patty
had
let
him
undress
himself
,
then
had
whisked
his
clothes
into
his
wardrobe
without
coming
near
them
.
She
was
probably
a
clear
proof
that
one
didn
’
t
have
to
be
sane
,
whatever
that
was
,
to
benefit
by
this
remarkable
Martian
discipline
that
the
boy
apparently
could
teach
to
anyone
.
Presently
he
sensed
that
she
was
ready
to
leave
and
suggested
it
by
asking
her
to
kiss
his
goddaughters
goodnight
–
he
had
forgotten
to
.
"
I
was
tired
,
Patty
.
"
She
nodded
.
"
And
I
am
called
for
dictionary
work
.
"
She
leaned
over
and
kissed
him
,
warmly
but
quickly
.
"
I
’
ll
take
that
one
to
our
babies
.
"
"
And
a
pat
for
Honey
Bun
.
"
