Jo’s Will

           AsAllanWoodcourtandJoproceedalongthestreetswherethehighchurchspiresandthedistancesaresonearandclearinthemorninglightthatthecityitselfseemsrenewedbyrest,Allanrevolvesinhismindhowandwhereheshallbestowhiscompanion."Itsurelyisastrangefact,"heconsiders,"thatintheheartofacivilizedworldthiscreatureinhumanformshouldbemoredifficulttodisposeofthananunowneddog."Butitisnonethelessafactbecauseofitsstrangeness,andthedifficultyremains.AtfirsthelooksbehindhimoftentoassurehimselfthatJoisstillreallyfollowing.Butlookwherehewill,hestillbeholdshimclosetotheoppositehouses,makinghiswaywithhiswaryhandfrombricktobrickandfromdoortodoor,andoften,ashecreepsalong,glancingoverathimwatchfully.Soonsatisfiedthatthelastthinginhisthoughtsistogivehimtheslip,Allangoeson,consideringwithalessdividedattentionwhatheshalldo.Abreakfast-stallatastreet-cornersuggeststhefirstthingtobedone.Hestopsthere,looksround,andbeckonsJo.Jocrossesandcomeshaltingandshufflingup,slowlyscoopingtheknucklesofhisrighthandroundandroundinthehollowedpalmofhisleft,kneadingdirtwithanaturalpestleandmortar.WhatisadaintyrepasttoJoisthensetbeforehim,andhebeginstogulpthecoffeeandtognawthebreadandbutter,lookinganxiouslyabouthiminalldirectionsasheeatsanddrinks,likeascaredanimal.Butheissosickandmiserablethatevenhungerhasabandonedhim.

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