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At　that　moment　the　wind　rose　in　a　gust；　driving　snow　against　the　shutters；　but

it　seemed　to　her　that　there　had　been　something。　A　muffled　sort　of　groan。

〃Jack？〃

No　returning　sound　this　time；　but　her　eyes　fell　on　something　beneath　the

batwing　doors　of　the　Colorado　Lounge；　something　that　gleamed　faintly　in　the

subdued　light。　Jacks　cigarette　lighter。

Plucking　up　her　courage；　she　crossed　to　the　batwings　and　pushed　them　open。　The

smell　of　gin　was　so　strong　that　her　breath　snagged　in　her　throat。　It　wasnt　even

right　to　call　it　a　smell；　it　was　a　positive　reek。　But　the　shelves　were　empty。

Where　in　Gods　name　had　he　found　it？　A　bottle　hidden　at　the　back　of　one　of　the

cupboards？　Where？

There　was　another　groan；　low　and　fuzzy；　but　perfectly　audible　this　time。　Wendy

walked　slowly　to　the　bar。

〃Jack？〃

No　answer。

She　looked　over　the　bar　and　there　he　was；　sprawled　out　on　the　floor　in　a

stupor。　Drunk　as　a　lord；　by　the　smell。　He　must　have　tried　to　go　right　over　the

top　and　lost　his　balance。　A　wonder　he　hadnt　broken　his　neck。　An　old　proverb

recurred　to　her：　God　looks　after　drunks　and　little　children。　Amen。

Yet　she　was　not　angry　with　him；　looking　down　at　him　she　thought　be　looked　like

a　horribly　overtired　little　boy　who　had　tried　to　do　too　much　and　had　fallen

asleep　in　the　middle　of　the　living　room　floor。　He　had　stopped　drinking　and　it

was　not　Jack　who　had　made　the　decision　to　start　again；　there　had　been　no　liquor

for　him　to　start　with　。。。　so　where　had　it　e　from？

Resting　at　every　five　or　six　feet　along　the　horseshoe…shaped　bar　there　were

wine　bottles　wrapped　in　straw；　their　mouths　plugged　with　candles。　Supposed　to

look　bohemian；　she　supposed。　She　picked　one　up　and　shook　it；　half…expecting　to

hear　the　slosh　of　gin　inside　it

（new　wine　in　old　bottles）

but　there　was　nothing。　She　set　it　back　down。

Jack　was　stirring。　She　went　around　the　bar；　found　the　gate；　and　walked　back　on

the　inside　to　where　Jack　lay；　pausing　only　to　look　at　the　gleaming　chromium

taps。　They　were　dry；　but　when　she　passed　close　to　them　she　could　smell　beer；　wet

and　new；　like　a　fine　mist。

As　she　reached　Jack　he　rolled　over；　opened　his　eyes；　and　looked　up　at　her。　For

a　moment　his　gaze　was　utterly　blank；　and　then　it　cleared。

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