The elderly man put everything back in the cigarbox. After al , Eveline kept saying to herself, she hadn't any right. So said the old-timers who sat in front of the bigArmy medics' tent that served as the Lakeview General that late summerand fall. At last a finch sang.
The man looked at her through the window, with peevish shoebutton eyes. Hi, maybe, but. Then I took off my clothes, leaving them where they dropped,and turned back the coverlet on the bed. I walked to the sign, feeling the mystery of this place at twilight.
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