Nestor Tudor smoked his Old Gold filters and Dick Atwater, who did not smoke, smoked Nestor Tudor's Old Gold filters too and, as they drew and inhaled, their cigarette coals illuminated their faces and a faint breeze carried their sparks and ashes off across the yard into the darkness which was anymore complete and thoroughgoing but for the ever so scant glow from the piece of moon that had climbed to the south of them and hung what appeared directly over town where it threw its paltry light down on the boulevard and the square and rooftops roundabout with the people beneath them who slept already and the people beneath them who didn't yet, the ones with cats to chastise and pitiful states to lament, the ones with ankles to elevate and icepacks to apply, the ones with almanacs to read upon the ring and wives to berate them as they did it, the ones with women to admire them like they would if they possibly could admire themselves, and the ones as well like Mr. and Mrs. Phillip J. King, Mr. and Mrs. Phillip J. King who had retired together to the bedroom where Mrs. Phillip J. King had slipped off to the halfbath to apply her unctions and ointments and various beauty creams while Mr. Phillip J. King had disrobed pretty much entirely but for his fuzzy blue socks and was sitting in the altogether atop the bedclothes awaiting Mrs. Phillip J. King who did in fact presently swing open the bathroom door and had embarked even upon a bit of talk further about her triumphant stew when she spied Mr. Phillip J. King, or spied anyway the moderately prominent token of his enthusiasm which fairly completely punctuated her and allowed Mr. Phillip J. King the occasion to slap at the mattress, cut his eyes sidelong like a variety of devious and sophisticated mackerel, and tell to her, "Babydoll," which in conjunction with the token itself induced Mrs. Phillip J. King to un-Scotchtape her hair and ungirdle her blue quilted housecoat and utterly spook and unnerve her terrier Ittybit that she drove before her as she charged across the room with as near as she could get anymore to abandon.
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