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He
looked
into
his
coffee
cup
and
let
his
wife
cry
beside
him
,
uncomforted
.
After
a
moment
--
in
terms
of
clock
time
probably
quite
short
,
but
both
then
and
in
retrospect
it
seemed
long
--
Steve
put
an
arm
around
her
and
hugged
her
gently
.
His
eyes
on
Louis
's
were
reproachful
and
angry
.
Louis
turned
from
them
toward
Jud
,
but
Jud
was
looking
down
,
as
if
in
shame
.
There
was
no
help
there
.
"
I
knew
something
like
this
would
happen
,
"
Irwin
Goldman
said
.
That
was
how
the
trouble
started
.
"
I
knew
it
when
she
married
you
.
"
You
'll
have
all
the
grief
you
can
stand
and
more
,
"
I
said
.
And
look
at
this
.
Look
at
this
...
this
mess
.
"
Louis
looked
slowly
around
at
his
father-in-law
,
who
had
appeared
before
him
like
some
malign
jack-in-the-box
in
a
skullcap
;
and
then
,
instinctively
,
he
looked
around
at
where
Rachel
had
been
,
by
the
book
on
the
stand
--
the
afternoon
shift
was
hers
by
default
--
but
Rachel
was
gone
.
The
afternoon
viewing
had
been
less
crowded
,
and
after
half
an
hour
or
so
,
Louis
had
gone
down
to
the
front
row
of
seats
and
sat
there
on
the
aisle
,
aware
of
very
little
(
only
peripherally
aware
of
the
cloying
stink
of
the
flowers
)
except
the
fact
that
he
was
very
tired
and
sleepy
.
It
was
only
partly
the
beer
,
he
supposed
.
His
mind
was
finally
ready
to
shut
down
.
Probably
a
good
thing
.
Perhaps
,
after
twelve
or
sixteen
hours
of
sleep
,
he
would
be
able
to
comfort
Rachel
a
little
.
After
a
while
his
head
had
sunk
until
he
was
looking
at
his
hands
,
loosely
linked
between
his
knees
.
The
hum
of
voices
near
the
back
was
soothing
.
He
had
been
relieved
to
see
that
Irwin
and
Dory
were
n't
here
when
the
four
of
them
returned
from
lunch
,
but
he
should
have
known
their
continued
absence
was
too
good
to
be
true
.
"
Where
's
Rachel
?
"
Louis
asked
now
.
"
With
her
mother
.
Where
she
should
be
.
"
Goldman
spoke
with
the
studied
triumph
of
a
man
who
has
closed
a
big
deal
.
There
was
Scotch
on
his
breath
.
A
lot
of
it
.
He
stood
before
Louis
like
a
banty
little
district
attorney
before
a
man
in
the
bar
of
justice
,
a
man
who
is
patently
guilty
.
He
was
unsteady
on
his
feet
.
"
What
did
you
say
to
her
?
"
Louis
said
,
feeling
the
beginnings
of
alarm
now
.
He
knew
Goldman
had
said
something
.
It
was
in
the
man
's
face
.
