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Show -234- wife. "Yes, if she xants to stay,* sho replied. He closed the door behind him, then xalked again up the ramp. He had just got the l a s t bag in. his arms, xrhen his friend from up the h i l l , pulled up in his Volkswagen station-wagon. He pulled his car in behind the Mercedes, reached across the seat and rolled doxm the window. "Hello!" he said. "I've been meaning to c a l l . Do you have anything planned for New Year's Eve." The Professor said as far as he knew they didn't. "We're having a l i t t l e party. Would like you to come." The Professor said he xrould like that. In r e a l i t y , he xas not so sure. He had half-planned to stay home that night, but he recalled gratefully the night his neighbor had spent caring for him in his i l l n e s s . He said he would have his xrife call if she had anything else planned. "Say, things are r e a l l y popping a t the University." There xas just the s l i g h t e s t hint of smugness in his friend's remark that troubled the Professor. "Yes," xas a l l he replied. "How i s your wife's s i s t e r ?" The Professor told him she xas s t i l l in the hospital, but seemed to be recovering. They were going doxm to see her sometime this week. "That's good? Well, see you New Year's Eve." He put his car in gear and backed a few feet, then turned |