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"
Sure
.
Put
her
on
.
"
Then
it
was
over
He
talked
to
Rachel
for
another
couple
of
minutes
;
the
subject
of
Church
was
not
touched
upon
.
He
and
his
wife
exchanged
love-you
's
,
and
Louis
hung
up
.
"
That
's
that
,
"
he
said
to
the
empty
,
sunny
room
,
and
maybe
the
worst
thing
about
it
was
that
he
did
n't
feel
bad
,
did
n't
feel
guilty
at
all
.
Steve
Masterton
called
around
nine-thirty
and
asked
if
Louis
would
like
to
come
up
to
the
university
and
play
some
racket
ball
--
the
place
was
deserted
,
he
said
gleefully
,
and
they
could
play
the
whole
goddamn
day
if
they
wanted
to
.
Louis
could
understand
the
glee
--
when
the
university
was
in
session
,
the
waiting
list
for
a
racket
ball
court
was
sometimes
two
days
long
--
but
he
declined
all
the
same
,
telling
Steve
he
wanted
to
work
on
an
article
he
was
writing
for
The
Magazine
of
College
Medicine
.
"
You
sure
?
"
Steve
asked
.
"
All
work
and
no
play
make
Jack
a
dull
boy
,
you
know
.
"
"
Check
me
later
,
"
Louis
said
.
"
Maybe
I
'll
be
up
for
it
.
"
Steve
said
he
would
and
hung
up
.
Louis
had
told
only
a
half-lie
this
time
;
he
did
plan
to
work
on
his
article
,
which
concerned
itself
with
treating
contagious
ailments
such
as
chicken-pox
and
mononucleosis
in
the
infirmary
environment
,
but
the
main
reason
he
had
turned
down
Steve
's
offer
was
that
he
was
a
mass
of
aches
and
pains
.
He
had
discovered
this
as
soon
as
he
finished
talking
to
Rachel
and
went
into
the
bathroom
to
brush
his
teeth
.
His
back
muscles
creaked
and
groaned
,
his
shoulders
were
sore
from
lugging
the
cat
in
that
damned
garbage
bag
,
and
the
hamstrings
in
back
of
his
knees
,
felt
like
guitar
strings
tuned
three
octaves
past
their
normal
pitch
.
Christ
,
he
thought
,
and
you
had
the
stupid
idea
you
were
in
some
kind
of
shape
.
He
would
have
looked
cute
trying
to
play
racket
ball
with
Steve
,
lumbering
around
like
an
arthritic
old
man
.
And
speaking
of
old
men
,
he
had
n't
made
that
hike
into
the
woods
the
night
before
by
himself
;
he
had
gone
with
a
guy
who
was
closing
in
on
eighty-five
.
He
wondered
if
Jud
was
hurting
as
badly
as
he
was
this
morning
.
