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  Satisfied; I turned out the living room and kitchen lights and got into the car。 When I reached the highway and stopped; Berenice was gone。 I shouted her name twice and panicked momentarily。 Had she hitchhiked a ride back to Palm Beach? If she stuck out her thumb; any truck driver who saw it would stop and pick her up。 But I calmed down by puffing myself in her place; turned toward the drive…in theater instead of turning left for Palm Beach; and found her waiting for me in the gravel road of the driveway; standing near the well…lighted marquee。
  〃What took you so long?〃 Her voice wasn't angry。 She was too relieved to see me; happy to be in the car again。 〃I thought you were never ing back。〃
  〃I'm sorry。 It took longer than I expected。〃
  〃Did you stea… take a picture?〃
  〃Yeah。〃
  〃What were they like? The pictures?〃
  〃I'll turn over here U。S。 One。 There're too many trucks on Seven。〃
  〃How long do you think it'll be; before he misses the picture?〃
  〃I've got to go back to New York; Berenice。 Tonight。 So as soon as we get back to the apartment I'll pack… you're still packed; practically… and then I can drop you off at the airport。 Or; if you'd rather; you can stay on for a few more days。 The rent's paid till the end of the month; so 。 。 。〃
  〃If you're going to New York; so am I!〃
  〃But what's the point? You've got your school year contract; and you have to go back to work; don't you? Besides; I'm going to be busy。 I won't have any time for you at all。 First; there's the Debierue article to write; and the deadline is tighter than hell now。 I'll have to find a place to crash。 The man in my pad has still got another month on the sublease; you see。 I'm almost broke; and I'll have to borrow some money; and…〃
  〃Money isn't a problem; James。 I've got almost five hundred dollars in traveler's checks; and more than five thousand in savings in the credit union。 I'm going to New York with you。
  〃Okay;〃 I said bitterly; 〃but you'll have to help me drive。〃
  〃Watch out!〃 she shrilled。 〃That car's only got one headlight!〃
  〃I don't mean that way。 I mean to spell me at the wheel on the way up; so we can make better time。〃
  〃I know what you meant; but you might have thought it was a motorcycle。 We can trade off every two hours。〃
  〃No。 When I get tired; we'll trade。〃
  〃All right。 How're you going to get your twenty dollars back?〃
  〃What twenty dollars?〃
  〃The deposit at the electric pany。 If we leave tonight; you won't be able to have them cut off the electricity or get your deposit back。〃
  〃Jesus; I don't know。 I can let the landlady handle it and send me the money later。 They'll subtract what I owe anyway。 Please; Berenice; I'm trying to think。 I've got so much on my mind I don't want to hear any more domestic crap; and those damned non sequiturs of yours drive me up the goddamned tree。〃
  〃I'm sorry。〃
  〃So am I。 We're both sorry; but just be quiet。〃
  〃I will。 I won't say anything else。〃
  〃Nothing else! Please!〃
  Berenice gulped; closed her generous mouth; and puckered her lips into a prim pout。 She looked straight ahead through the windshield and twisted her gloves; which she had removed; in her lap。 I had shouted at her; but in my agitation; somehow; had consented to take her with me to New York。 This was the last thing I wanted to do。 It would take two days; perhaps three; to write the article on Debierue…and I had to do something about the painting for Mr。 Cassidy。 It wasn't a task I could have done for me; although I knew a dozen painters in New York who could have produced anything on canvas I asked them to put there; and the product would have been a professional job。
  But no one could be trusted。 It was something I had to do myself; to fit Debierue's 〃American Period〃…at that moment I coined the title for my article: 〃Debierue: The American Harvest Period。〃 It was a major improvement over my previous title; and 〃American Harvest〃…the idea must have e to me from the worktable in his studio… would provide me with a springboard for generating associative ideas。
  But there was still Berenice; and the problem of what to do with her…but wasn't it better to have her with me than to simply turn her loose where she could learn about the fire by reading about it in a newspaper; or by hearing a newscast? How soon would the report go out? Would Debierue telephone Mr。 Cassidy and tell him about it? That depended upon the extent of the fire; probably; but Cassidy would be the only person Debierue knew to contact; and I could certainly trust Cassidy to make the correct decision。 He might inform the news media; and again he might not。 Before doing anything; he would want to know whether I got a picture for him before the fire started。 And although Cassidy might suspect me of setting the fire; he wouldn't know for sure; and he wouldn't give a damn about the other 〃paintings〃 destroyed in the fire so long as he got his。
  I still had about three hours; or perhaps closer to four; to contact Cassidy before Debierue learned about the fire and managed to telephone him。
  And Berenice? It would be best to keep her with me。 At least for now。 Once we reached New York; I could settle her in a hotel for a few days until I finished doing the things I had to do; and then we could work out a promise of some kind。 The best promise; and I could work out the details later; would be for her to return to Duluth and teach until the summer vacation。 In this way; 〃we could reflect upon how we really felt about each other…at a sane distance; without passion interfering…and; if we both felt as if we still loved each other; in truth; and our affair was not just a physical thing; well; we could then work out some kind of life arrangement together when we met in New York…or somewhere…during her two…month summer vacation。〃
  This was an idea I could sell; I decided; but until I had time for it; she could stay with me for the ride。 It would take hours of argument to get rid of her now; and I simply couldn't spare the time on polemics when I had to concentrate every faculty I possessed on Debierue; his 〃American Harvest〃 period; his painting; and what I was going to write。
  I took the Lake Worth bridge to pick up A1A; to enter Palm Beach from the southern end of the island; and Berenice shifted suddenly in her seat。
  〃Do you know that we've driven for more than forty…five minutes; and you haven't said a single word?〃
  〃Crack your wind…wing a little; Honey;〃 I said; 〃and we'll get some more air。〃
  〃Oh!〃 She cracked the window。 〃You're the most exasperating man I've ever met in my life; and if I didn't love you so much I'd tell you so!〃
  By leaving the food in the refrigerator; and the canned food and staples on the shelves; it didn't take us long to pack。 I put my clean clothes in my small suitcase; and the dirty clothes; which made up the bulk of my belongings; all went into the big valopack with my suits; slacks; and jackets。 While Berenice looked around to see if we had forgotten anything; I took my bags and typewriter to the car and tossed them into the back seat。
  On my way back for Berenice's luggage I stopped at the landlady's apartment; gave her the receipt for the power pany's twenty…dollar deposit; and told her to take the money that remained to pay someone to clean the apartment。 When she began to protest that this small sum wouldn't be enough to pay a cleaning woman; I told her to add the balance of the rent money I had paid her in advance instead of returning it to me and she said: 〃I hope you have a pleasant trip back to New York; Mr。 Figueras; and perhaps you'll drop me a card some time from Spanish Harlem。〃
  She was a real bitch; but I shrugged off her parting remark and returned to the apartment for Berenice and her things。
  I stopped at the Western Union office in Riviera Beach and sent two telegrams。 The first one; to my managing editor in New York; was easy:
  
  HOLD MY SPACE 5000 WORDS PERSONAL ARTICLE ON DEBIERUE
  DRIVING WITH IT NOW TO NY FIGUERAS
  
  
  This telegram would put Tom Russell into a frenzy; but he would hold the space; or rip out something else already set for a piece on Debierue。 But h

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