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Breakfast at Tiffanys-26

  Hewouldnt.Hewreheflowersfromthevaseandthrustthemather;theymissedtheirmark,scatteredonthefloor."Good-bye,"hesaid;and,asthoughheweregoingtovomit,scurriedtothemensroom.Weheardthedoorlock.

  TheCareychauffeurwasaworldyspetedourslapdashluggagemostcivillyandremainedrock-facedwhen,asthelimousineswisheduptownthroughalesseningrain,Hollystrippedoffherclothes,theridingeshedneverhadacetosubstitute,andstruggledintoaslimblackdress.Wedidnttalk:talkcouldhaveoument;andalso,Hollyseemedtoopreoccupiedforversation.Shehummedtoherself,swiggedbrandy,sheleanedstantlyforwardtopeeroutthewindows,asifshewerehuntinganaddress--or,Idecided,takingalastimpressionofaseshewaoremember.Itwasherofthese.

  Butthis:"Stophere,"sheorderedthedriver,andwepulledtothecurbofastreetinSpanishHarlem.Asavage,agarish,amoodyneighborhoodgarlahposterportraitsofmoviestarsandMadonnas.Sidewalklitteringsoffruit-rindandrottedneerwerehurledaboutbythewind,forthewindstillboomed,thoughtherainhadhushedandtherewereburstsofblueinthesky.

  Hollysteppedoutofthecar;shetookthecatwithher.Cradlinghim,shescratchedhisheadandasked."Whatdoyouthink?Thisoughttobetherightkindofplaceforatoughguylikeyou.Garbages.Ratsgalore.Plentyofcat-bumstogangaroundwith.Soscram,"shesaid,droppinghim;andwhenhedidnotmoveaway,insteadraisedhisthug-fadquestiohyellowishpirate-eyes,shestampedherfoot:"Isaidbeatit!"Herubbedagainstherleg."Isaidfuckoff!"

  sheshouted,thenjumpedbathecar,slammedthedoor,and:"Go,"shetoldthedriver."Go.Go."

  Iwasstunned."Well,youare.Youareabitch."

  Wedtraveledablockbeforeshereplied."Itoldyou.Wejustmetbytheriveroneday:thatsall.Indepes,bothofus.Wenevermadeeachotheranypromises.

  Wenever--"shesaid,andhervoicecollapsed,atiinvalidwhitenessseizedherface.Thecarhadpausedforatrafficlight.Thehedooropen,shewasrunningdowreet;andIranafterher.

  ButthecatwasnotattheerwherehedbeeherewashingoreetexceptaurinatingdrunkandtwoNegronunsherdingafileofsweetsingingchildren.OtherchildrenemergedfromdoorwaysandladiesleanedovertheirwindowsillstowatchasHollydartedupanddowntheblock,ranbadforthting:"You.Cat.Whereareyou?Here,cat."Shekeptitupuntilabumpyskinnedboycameforwarddanglinganoldtombythescruffofitsneck:"Youwantsay,miss?Gimmeadollar."

  Thelimousinehadfollowedus.NowHollyletmesteerhertowardit.Atthedoor,shehesitated;shelookedpastme,pasttheboystillhiscat("Haifadollar.

  Two-bits,maybe?Two-bits,itaintmuch"),andsheshuddered,shehadtogripmyarmtostandup:"Oh,JesusGod.Wedidbelongtoeachother.Hewasmine."

  ThenImadeherapromise,IsaidIdebadfi:"Illtake,too.Ipromise."

  Shesmiled:thatcheerlessnewpinile."Butwhataboutme?"shesaid,whispered,andshiveredagain."Imveryscared,Buster.Yes,atlast.Becauseitcouldgoonforever.Notknowingwhatsyoursuntilyouvethrownitaway.Themeaheyrenothing.Thefatwomahing.This,though:mymouthssodry,ifmylifedependedonitIcouldntspit."Shesteppedinthecar,sanki."Sorry,driver.Letsgo."

  TOMATOSTOMATOMISSING.And:DRUG-CASEACTRESSBELIEVEDGANGLANDVICTIM.Iime,however,thepressreported:FLEEINGPLAYGIRLTRACEDTORIO.ApparentlynoattemptwasmadebyAmeriauthoritiestorecoverher,andsooerdimioanoccasionalgossip-ion;asaory,itwasrevivedonlyonChristmasDay,whenSallyTomatodiedofaheartattackatSingSing.Monthswentby,awihem,andnotawordfromHolly.Theowhebrownstonesoldherabandonedpossessions,thewhite-satihetapestry,herpreciousGothicchair;aacquiredtheapartment,hisnamewasQuaintah,aertainedasmalemencallersofanoisynatureasHollyeverhad--thoughinthisinstanceMadameSpanelladidnotobjedeedshedotedontheyoungmanandsuppliedfiletmignonwheneverhehadablackeye.Butinthespringapostcardcame:itwasscribbledinpencil,andsighalipstickkiss:BrazilwasbeastlybutBuenosAiresthebest.NotTiffanys,butalmost.Amjoihehipwithduhvirong>enor.Love?Thinkso.

  Anyhooamlookingforsomewheretolive(</strong>enorhaswife,7brats)andwillletyouknowaddresswhenIknowitmyself.Milletendresse.Buttheaddress,ifiteverexisted,neverwassent,whichmademesad,therewassomuchIwaowriteher:thatIdsoldtwostories,hadreadwheretheTrawlersweretersuingfordivorce,wasmovingoutofthebrownstonebecauseitwashaunted.Butmostly,Iwaellherabouthercat.Ihadkeptmypromise;Ihadfoundhim.Ittookweeksofafter-workroamingthroughthoseSpanishHarlemstreets,andthereweremanyfalsealarms--flashesoftiger-stripedfurthat,uponiion,werenothim.

  Butoneday,onecoldsunshinySundaywiernoon,itwas.Flankedbypottedplantsandframedbylacecurtains,hewasseatedinthewindowofawarmlookingroom:Iwonderedwhathisnamewas,forIwascertainhehadonenow,certainhedarrivedsomewherehebelonged.Afrihutorwhatever,IhopeHollyhas,too.松语文学www.16sy.coM免费小说阅读