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        Intheheavymisttheirwordscameoutlikebubblesfromthemouthsoffishes.Dimitriwasafrugalmanwhorarelyspentmoneyonhimself,butlookingatthehot-dogs,hethoughtitwouldbeogetoneforDornawhowassuretobehungrywhenshewokeup.Sohespent1.25onahotdogand.65forasmallcartonofilkahome.

        "Wherehaveyoubeen,olddog?"Dorna’svoicecamethroughthemists.TheeasygoingDimitriwasnotangryatherimpertinence.

        "Washingcars.Idoiteverym.”

        "Washingcars!Shameonyou!Howmuyoumakefromthat?IjusthavetodothisshemadeamotionofpigpocketsaIgetteimesmorethanyoudo.”

        "Itisn’tthemohatts.Ooworkforaliving.Evenanimalsohuntfortheirfood.”gingthesubjecthesaid,"LookwhatIgotforyou”andhandedherthehotdogaonofilk.Dornabitintothehot-dogahrewitontheground.

        "Phooey!"shesaidtakingherrollofotesfromherpocket."Ihaveallthismoneyandyouexpectmetoeatthis?Keepitforyourself!"Shetossedherheada.

        Dimitrisatdown,lookingunbelievinglyatthehot-dogontheground,hurtbyhercallousness.Histhoughtsturoallthehomelessgirlslefttofendforthemselvesinthisjungleofaworld.HethoughtofShei,thatyoungprostitutewhowasaboutthesameageasDorna.TimeslippedawayasDimitrisatthere,stilsarocklostinthought.Afterhekhowloasoft,timidtouhisshoulder.

        "I’msorryolddog.”Dornawasbackagain."YouarerealgoodtomeandIshouldn’thavetreatedyouasIdid.I’mreallysorry.Look,Ihaveallthismoney.Let’sgoandblowit.”

        "Thatmoneyisn’tyours.It’snht.Itwasn’trightlyeby.”

        "Theirsweren’trightlyebyeither,sowhat’stheharm?eo’sgo!"ShedraggedDimitriwithherawofigures,oneold,oneyoung,disappearedintothealleysintheheavymist.

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