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Show - 2 8 0 - a sea-watch cap pulled down over his ears. The woman had on a heavy s k i r t , a wool scarf, and a long, man's sweater. "Let's t r y i t anyway," his wife said. She was pulling her own scarf around her head and tying i t beneath her chin. "Let's have a drink of wine f i r s t , " he said. She agreed. He opened the glove compartment and felt around in I t u n t i l he found the corkscrew. The wine bottle had lain a t his wife's feet, and she picked i t up and handed i t to him? I t was a b o t t l e of Burgundy that had l a in in the Profess o r ' s l i t t l e make-shift c e l l a r for about a year. Out of habit, he glanced a t the label and the date. It was a 1964 Pullljy Fuisse. The cork was not easy to get out, with the obstruction of the steering wheel, and when i t came the Professor struck his knucHe on the hard p l a s t i c. "Damn!" he said and sucked a t the sore knuckle a moment. When the hurt had diminished, he unwound the cork from the screw and held I t to his nose. "Umm! Good," he said. He had brought t h i s wine because he knew i t was one of his wife's favorites. In 1955t when he had taught for a semes t e r a t a New York City university, they had discovered it in a small, but very old, wine shop, and i t was then much e cheaper than now. They had ordered i t and a red Bord^oux by the case and drunk i t every night with dinner. His wife brought two wine glasses from her oversize purse and held them out to them. He placed them on the |