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Sleeping dogs, Itold myself each time. Iriffled through the manuscript and saw the key words everywhere,sometimes placed so you could actually read them stacked on differentlines, one above the other. I moved for the telephone. When they looked over the side the women were running up and down the wharf-29-spitting and cursing at them like wildcats.

I opened my mouth to say no--the last thing on earth I needed was aIrish Christmas with everybody drinking whiskey and In all the years since her death I had never longed for Jowith the bitter intensity I felt then. Hel o, Joe, she said. Because I'd known.