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be rid of all his pains. He knows it; he told me last week —we're the greatest pals ever—that he wouldn't last a | year, There was someone else that Dee was crazy about; but she’s given that up. It’s over. So when Jimmic_jams passes along it’s up to Bobs, if he’s a man and not an eld fossil, to step forward. Dee's been a widow long enough. That is what you would want for them both, isn’t it, dear?
I know it is.” Qsterhout walked over to the window. His face was white, his bulky frame trembling. The betraying sheet of paper fluttered away from his fingers. Soddenly warm arms were about his neck; soft Hips were pressed to his cheek; a breath that wavered against his ear hke a fragrant breeze of spring formed the words, gaily speken: “Oh, Bobs!
Whe cares a darn for a lest illusion when
the reslity is so much sweeter"
