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“It seems high. You must make a great deal of money.” She drank some more of her port. I don’t like port in hot weather, but it’s nice when they let you refuse it.
And you know what these night club people are.” “All sorts of people—like the rest of us,” I said. “No signs of a burglar, I suppose?
A wide cool go-to-hell mouth with very kissable lips.
The expression of the face lacked something. Once the something might have been called breeding, but these days I didn’t know what to call it.
I know nothing about Linda’s family or origins. She said once she was born in Sioux Falls. I suppose she had parents. I was not interested enough to find out.”
“Class is a thing that has a way of dissolving rapidly in alcohol.
was night. I went home and put my old house clothes on and set the chessmen out and mixed a drink and played over another Capablanca. It went fifty-nine moves. Beautiful cold remorseless chess, almost creepy in its silent implacability.
When it was done I listened at the open window for a while and smelled the night. Then I carried my glass out to the kitchen and rinsed it and filled it with ice water and stood at the sink sipping it and looking at my face in the mirror. “You and Capablanca,” I said.
