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Spires and Gargoyles

           Amorylayforamomentwithoutspeaking.

           "Iwon’tbelong,"hesaidfinally."ButIhatetogetanywherebyworkingforit.I’llshowthemarks,don’tyouknow."

           "Honorablescars."Kerrycranedhisnecksuddenlyatthestreet."There’sLangueduc,ifyouwanttoseewhathelookslikeandHumbirdjustbehind."

           Amoryrosedynamicallyandsoughtthewindows.

           "Oh,"hesaid,scrutinizingtheseworthies,"Humbirdlookslikeaknock-out,butthisLangueduche’stheruggedtype,isn’the?Idistrustthatsort.Alldiamondslookbigintherough."

           "Well,"saidKerry,astheexcitementsubsided,"you’realiterarygenius.It’suptoyou."

           "Iwonder"Amorypaused"ifIcouldbe.Ihonestlythinksosometimes.Thatsoundslikethedevil,andIwouldn’tsayittoanybodyexceptyou."

           "Wellgoahead.LetyourhairgrowandwritepoemslikethisguyD’InvilliersintheLit."

           Amoryreachedlazilyatapileofmagazinesonthetable.

           "Readhislatesteffort?"

           "Nevermiss’em.They’rerare."

           Amoryglancedthroughtheissue.

           "Hello!"hesaidinsurprise,"he’safreshman,isn’the?"

           "Yeah."

           "Listentothis!MyGod!

           "’Aservingladyspeaks:

           Blackvelvettrailsitsfoldsovertheday,

           Whitetapers,prisonedintheirsilverframes,

           Wavetheirthinflameslikeshadowsinthewind,

           Pia,Pompia,comecomeaway

           "Now,whatthedevildoesthatmean?"

           "It’sapantryscene."

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