‘Who are you?’ Edmund asks him. ‘I would like to discuss the events of September 16th,’ the Irishman says, opening his valise with smooth efficiency. ‘I’m tired of talking about it,’ Edmund says. A parade of policemen and doctors has been passing through this room for nearly six weeks now, ever since he turned himself in in Hamilton. He doesn’t even remember why he was in Canada any more. Was there a match? When they arrested him, he was wearing two different business suits, one on top of the other, and, beneath both of these, his tennis costume. He told them he had to be prepared for a match
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