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Julie
Yes, he was gentle.
Marie
And afterwards he got wild again.
Julie
Afterwards he got wild—sometimes. But that night on the bench . . . he was gentle. He's gentle now, sometimes, very gentle. After supper, when he stands there and listens to the music of the carousel, something comes over him—and he is gentle.
Marie
Does he say anything?
Julie
He doesn't say anything. He gets thoughtful and very quiet, and his big eyes stare straight ahead of him.
Marie
Into your eyes?
Julie
Not exactly. He's unhappy because he isn't working. That's really why he hit me on Monday.
Marie
That's a fine reason for hitting you! Beats his wife because he isn't working, the ruffian!
