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And
for
a
while
,
at
least
,
it
was
.
Gage
's
virus
hung
on
for
a
week
,
then
cleared
up
.
A
week
later
he
came
down
with
a
bout
of
bronchitis
.
Ellie
also
caught
this
and
then
Rachel
;
during
the
period
before
Christmas
,
the
three
of
them
went
around
hacking
like
very
old
and
wheezy
hunting
dogs
.
Louis
did
n't
catch
it
,
and
Rachel
seemed
to
hold
this
against
him
.
The
final
week
of
classes
at
the
university
was
a
hectic
one
for
Louis
,
Steve
,
Surrendra
,
and
Charlton
.
There
was
no
flu
--
at
least
not
yet
--
but
plenty
of
bronchitis
and
several
cases
of
mononucleosis
and
walking
pneumonia
.
Two
days
before
classes
broke
for
Christmas
,
six
moaning
,
drunken
fraternity
boys
were
brought
in
by
their
concerned
friends
.
There
were
a
few
moments
of
confusion
gruesomely
reminiscent
of
the
Pascow
affair
.
All
six
of
the
damned
fools
had
crammed
onto
one
medium-length
toboggan
(
the
sixth
had
actually
been
sitting
on
the
shoulders
of
the
tail
man
,
from
what
Louis
could
piece
together
)
and
had
set
off
to
ride
the
toboggan
down
the
hill
above
the
steam
plant
.
Hilarious
.
Except
that
after
gaining
a
lot
of
speed
,
the
toboggan
had
wandered
off
course
and
struck
one
of
the
Civil
War
cannons
.
The
score
was
two
broken
arms
,
a
broken
wrist
,
a
total
of
seven
broken
ribs
,
a
concussion
,
plus
contusions
far
too
numerous
to
count
.
Only
the
boy
riding
on
the
shoulders
of
the
tail-ender
had
escaped
completely
unscathed
.
When
the
toboggan
hit
the
cannon
,
this
fortunate
soul
flew
over
it
and
landed
headfirst
in
a
snowbank
.
Cleaning
up
the
human
wreckage
had
n't
been
fun
,
and
Louis
had
scored
all
of
the
boys
liberally
with
his
tongue
as
he
stitched
and
bandaged
and
stared
into
pupils
,
but
telling
Rachel
about
it
later
,
he
had
again
laughed
until
he
cried
.
Rachel
had
looked
at
him
strangely
,
not
understanding
what
was
so
funny
,
and
Louis
could
n't
tell
her
that
it
had
been
a
stupid
accident
,
and
people
had
been
hurt
,
but
they
would
all
walk
away
from
it
.
His
laughter
was
partly
relief
,
but
it
was
partly
triumph
too
--
won
one
today
,
Louis
.
The
cases
of
bronchitis
in
his
own
family
began
to
clear
up
around
the
time
that
Ellie
's
school
broke
for
the
holidays
on
December
16
,
and
the
four
of
them
settled
down
to
spend
a
happy
and
old-fashioned
country
Christmas
.
The
house
in
North
Ludlow
,
which
had
seemed
so
strange
on
that
day
in
August
when
they
pulled
into
the
driveway
(
strange
and
even
hostile
,
what
with
Ellie
cutting
herself
out
back
and
Gage
getting
stung
by
a
bee
at
almost
the
same
time
)
,
had
never
seemed
more
like
home
.
After
the
kids
were
finally
asleep
on
Christmas
Eve
,
Louis
and
Rachel
stole
downstairs
from
the
attic
like
thieves
,
their
arms
full
of
brightly
colored
boxes
--
a
set
of
Matchbox
racers
for
Gage
,
who
had
recently
discovered
the
joys
of
toy
cars
,
Barbie
and
Ken
dolls
for
Ellie
,
a
Turn
"
n
"
Go
,
an
oversized
trike
,
doll
clothes
,
a
play
oven
with
a
light
bulb
inside
,
other
stuff
.
The
two
of
them
sat
side
by
side
in
the
glow
of
lights
from
the
tree
,
fussing
the
stuff
together
.
Rachel
in
a
pair
of
silk
lounging
pajamas
,
Louis
in
his
robe
.
He
could
not
remember
a
more
pleasant
evening
.
There
was
a
fire
in
the
fireplace
,
and
every
now
and
then
one
or
the
other
of
them
would
rise
and
throw
in
another
chunk
of
split
birch
.
Winston
Churchill
brushed
by
Louis
once
,
and
he
pushed
the
cat
away
with
an
almost
absent
feeling
of
distaste
--
that
smell
.
Later
he
saw
Church
try
to
settle
down
next
to
Rachel
's
leg
,
and
Rachel
also
gave
it
a
push
and
an
impatient
"
Scat
!
"
A
moment
later
Louis
saw
his
wife
rubbing
her
palm
on
one
silk-clad
thigh
,
the
way
you
sometimes
do
when
you
feel
you
might
have
touched
something
nasty
or
germy
.
He
did
n't
think
Rachel
was
even
aware
she
was
doing
it
.
Church
ambled
over
to
the
brick
hearth
and
collapsed
in
front
of
the
fire
gracelessly
.
The
cat
had
no
grace
at
all
now
,
it
seemed
;
it
had
lost
it
all
on
that
night
Louis
rarely
allowed
himself
to
think
about
.
And
Church
had
lost
something
else
as
well
.
Louis
had
been
aware
of
it
,
but
it
had
taken
him
a
full
month
to
pinpoint
it
exactly
.
The
cat
never
purred
anymore
,
and
it
used
to
have
one
of
the
loudest
motors
going
,
particularly
when
Church
was
sleeping
.
There
had
been
nights
when
Louis
had
had
to
get
up
and
close
Ellie
's
door
so
he
could
get
to
sleep
himself
.
