“I’ll call you at your house tomorrow afternoon.” “I’ll probably be in the library tomorrow afternoon, doing some reading in psychology. Why don’t you come over there?” “I won’t be able to read anything.” “That’s right.” Danny smiled. “I forgot. You didn’t duck.” “I’ll come over anyway. I’ll sit and think while you read.” “Wonderful. I’d like to watch you sit and think.” “Mitnagdim can think, too, you know,” I said. Danny laughed. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
