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"
No
,
(
and
why
the
hell
are
you
so
interested
anyway
?
)
just
curiosity
.
"
"
Find
anything
interesting
?
"
"
Not
much
,
"
he
said
,
having
to
strive
to
keep
his
voice
pleasant
now
.
She
was
prying
,
just
the
way
she
had
always
pried
and
poked
at
him
when
they
had
been
at
Stovington
and
Danny
was
still
a
crib
-
infant
.
Where
are
you
going
,
Jack
?
When
will
you
be
back
?
How
much
money
do
you
have
with
you
?
Are
you
going
to
take
the
car
?
Is
Al
going
to
be
with
you
?
Will
one
of
you
stay
sober
?
On
and
on
.
She
had
,
pardon
the
expression
,
driven
him
to
drink
.
Maybe
that
hadn
’
t
been
the
only
reason
,
but
by
Christ
let
’
s
tell
the
truth
here
and
admit
it
was
one
of
them
.
Nag
and
nag
and
nag
until
you
wanted
to
clout
her
one
just
to
shut
her
up
and
stop
the
(
Where
?
When
?
How
?
Are
you
?
Will
you
?
)
endless
flow
of
questions
.
It
could
give
you
a
real
(
headache
?
hangover
?
)
headache
.
The
reader
.
The
damned
reader
with
its
distorted
print
.
That
was
why
he
had
such
a
cunt
of
a
headache
.
"
Jack
,
are
you
all
right
?
You
look
pale
-
"
