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“They jogged along for another half mile, their increasingly laboured breaths punctuated by Bernie's gasps of" great "and" fantastic "whenever Davey showed his style.
"Good workout," Bernie said when they reached the finish line and began to walk. "You should run during the year too, Beckwith. I mean, how the hell do you stay so thin? You don't even play squash."
"I worry a lot," said Bob and kept walking.”
― Man, Woman, and Child
"Good workout," Bernie said when they reached the finish line and began to walk. "You should run during the year too, Beckwith. I mean, how the hell do you stay so thin? You don't even play squash."
"I worry a lot," said Bob and kept walking.”
― Man, Woman, and Child
“Let's just run, huh?"
Bob picked up the pace, hoping to tire his partner into silence.
"That reminds me," Bernie puffed, "you know what you've told me is buried in the Fort Knox of my brain. The whole Gestapo couldn't get it out of me. But--"
"But what?"
"I'd really like to tell Nance. I mean husbands and wives shouldn't have secrets from each other."
Bob did not respond.
"Beckwith, I swear, Nancy's the soul of honour. The epitome of discretion. Besides, she'll notice I'm holding something out on her. I mean, God knows what she'll think it is."
"She'd never guess," Bob said wryly.
"That's just the point. Please, Beckwith, Nance'll be discreet. I swear on my clients' lives."
The pressure was too great.
"Okay, Bern," he sighed, "but not too many details, huh?"
"Don't sweat. Just the essential wild fact--if you know what I mean."
"Yeah. When will you tell her?"
Three strides later Bernie answered sheepishly, "Last night.”
― Man, Woman, and Child
Bob picked up the pace, hoping to tire his partner into silence.
"That reminds me," Bernie puffed, "you know what you've told me is buried in the Fort Knox of my brain. The whole Gestapo couldn't get it out of me. But--"
"But what?"
"I'd really like to tell Nance. I mean husbands and wives shouldn't have secrets from each other."
Bob did not respond.
"Beckwith, I swear, Nancy's the soul of honour. The epitome of discretion. Besides, she'll notice I'm holding something out on her. I mean, God knows what she'll think it is."
"She'd never guess," Bob said wryly.
"That's just the point. Please, Beckwith, Nance'll be discreet. I swear on my clients' lives."
The pressure was too great.
"Okay, Bern," he sighed, "but not too many details, huh?"
"Don't sweat. Just the essential wild fact--if you know what I mean."
"Yeah. When will you tell her?"
Three strides later Bernie answered sheepishly, "Last night.”
― Man, Woman, and Child