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Either
way
he
felt
his
own
tears
start
for
the
first
time
,
and
for
an
instant
he
had
the
crazy
idea
that
they
could
mend
all
their
fences
,
that
Gage
would
do
that
much
for
them
in
his
dying
,
as
if
this
were
some
romantic
ladies
"
novel
he
had
stepped
into
where
the
wages
of
death
were
reconciliation
,
where
it
could
cause
something
more
constructive
than
this
endless
,
stupid
,
grinding
ache
which
just
went
on
and
on
and
on
.
Dory
started
toward
him
,
making
a
gesture
,
beginning
,
perhaps
,
to
hold
out
her
own
arms
.
She
said
something
--
"
Oh
,
Louis
...
"
and
something
else
that
was
garbled
--
and
then
Goldman
pulled
his
wife
back
.
For
a
moment
the
three
of
them
stood
in
a
tableau
that
no
one
noticed
except
themselves
(
unless
perhaps
the
funeral
director
,
standing
unobtrusively
in
the
far
corner
of
the
East
Room
,
saw
--
Louis
supposed
that
Uncle
Carl
would
have
seen
)
,
Louis
with
his
arms
partly
outstretched
,
Irwin
and
Dory
Goldman
standing
as
stiff
and
straight
as
a
couple
on
a
wedding
cake
.
Louis
saw
that
there
were
no
tears
in
his
father-in-law
's
eyes
;
they
were
bright
and
clear
with
hate
(
does
he
think
I
killed
Gage
to
spite
him
?
Louis
wondered
)
.
Those
eyes
seemed
to
measure
Louis
,
to
find
him
the
same
small
and
pointless
man
who
had
kidnapped
his
daughter
and
brought
her
to
this
sorrow
...
and
then
to
dismiss
him
.
His
eyes
drifted
to
Louis
's
left
--
to
Gage
's
coffin
,
in
fact
--
and
only
then
did
they
soften
.
Still
Louis
made
a
final
effort
.
"
Irwin
,
"
he
said
.
"
Dory
.
Please
.
We
have
to
get
together
on
this
.
"
"
Louis
,
"
Dory
said
again
--
kindly
,
Louis
thought
--
and
then
they
were
past
him
,
Irwin
Goldman
perhaps
pulling
his
wife
along
,
not
looking
to
the
left
or
the
right
,
certainly
not
looking
at
Louis
Creed
.
They
approached
the
coffin
,
and
Goldman
fumbled
a
small
black
skullcap
out
of
his
suit
coat
pocket
.
You
did
n't
sign
the
book
,
Louis
thought
,
and
then
a
silent
belch
of
such
malignantly
acidic
content
rose
through
his
digestive
works
that
his
face
clenched
in
pain
.
The
morning
viewing
ended
at
last
.
Louis
called
home
.
Jud
answered
and
asked
him
how
it
had
gone
.
All
right
,
Louis
said
.
He
asked
Jud
if
he
could
talk
to
Steve
.
"
If
she
can
dress
herself
,
I
'm
going
to
let
her
come
this
afternoon
,
"
Steve
said
.
"
Okay
by
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
Louis
said
.
