There'salotofliquor,Iagreed.
Listen,Jake,heleanedforwardonthebar.Don'tyouevergetthefeelingthatallyourlifeisgoingbyandyou'renottakingadvantageofit?Doyourealizeyou'velivednearlyhalfthetimeyouhavetolivealready?
Yes,everyonceinawhile.
Doyouknowthatinaboutthirty-fiveyearsmorewe'llbedead?
Whatthehell,Robert,Isaid.Whatthehell.
I'mserious.
It'sonethingIdon'tworryabout,Isaid.
Yououghtto.
I'vehadplentytoworryaboutonetimeorother.I'mthroughworrying.
Well,IwanttogotoSouthAmerica.
Listen,Robert,goingtoanothercountrydoesn'tmakeanydifference.I'vetriedallthat.Youcan'tgetawayfromyourselfbymovingfromoneplacetoanother.There'snothingtothat.
Butyou'veneverbeentoSouthAmerica.
SouthAmericahell!Ifyouwenttherethewayyoufeelnowitwouldbeexactlythesame.Thisisagoodtown.Whydon'tyoustartlivingyourlifeinParis?
I'msickofParis,andI'msickoftheQuarter.
StayawayfromtheQuarter.Cruisearoundbyyourselfandseewhathappenstoyou.
Nothinghappenstome.Iwalkedaloneallonenightandnothinghappenedexceptabicyclecopstoppedmeandaskedtoseemypapers.
Wasn'tthetownniceatnight?
Idon'tcareforParis.
Sothereyouwere.Iwassorryforhim,butitwasnotathingyoucoulddoanythingabout,becauserightawayyouranupagainstthetwostubbornnesses.SouthAmericacouldfixitandhedidnotlikeParis.Hegotthefirstideaoutofabook,andIsupposethesecondcameoutofabooktoo.
Well,Isaid,I'vegottogoup-stairsandgetoffsomecables.
Doyoureallyhavetogo?
Yes,I'vegottogetthesecablesoff.
DoyoumindifIcomeupandsitaroundtheoffice?
No,comeonup.
Hesatintheouterroomandreadthepapers,andtheEditorandPublisherandIworkedhardfortwohours.ThenIsortedoutthecarbons,stampedonaby-line,putthestuffinacoupleofbigmanilaenvelopesandrangforaboytotakethemtotheGareSt.Lazare.IwentoutintotheotherroomandtherewasRobertCohnasleepinthebigchair.Hewasasleepwithhisheadonhisarms.Ididnotliketowakehimup,butIwantedtolocktheofficeandshoveoff.Iputmyhandonhisshoulder.Heshookhishead.Ican'tdoit,hesaid,andputhisheaddeeperintohisarms.Ican'tdoit.Nothingwillmakemedoit.
Robert,Isaid,andshookhimbytheshoulder.Helookedup.Hesmiledandblinked.
DidItalkoutloudjustthen?
Something.Butitwasn'tclear.
God,whatarottendream!
Didthetypewriterputyoutosleep?
Guessso.Ididn'tsleepalllastnight.
Whatwasthematter?
Talking,hesaid.
Icouldpictureit.Ihavearottenhabitofpicturingthebedroomscenesofmyfriends.WewentouttotheCaféNapolitaintohaveanapéritifandwatchtheeveningcrowdontheBoulevard.
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