Gerald smiled and crooked his elbow. This she would not endure. She looked at him gravely and squinted. "You are my prisoner, Jack. Miss Mary to the life, I said, and so she is. You are just necessary to life for me. There is only Gerald to see me, after all. He munched his popcorn steadily, periodically offering it to her, but not his Coke, as that would be too bold, a saliva exchange. Goopes disconcerted the Alderman a little by abruptly challenging the roguish-looking young man in the orange tie (who, it seemed, was the assistant editor of New Ideas) upon a critique of Nietzsche and Tolstoy that had appeared in his paper, in which doubts had been cast upon the perfect sincerity of the latter. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. Drink the toast, Jack. Cathy's eyebrows perked up.
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