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Show 126 of mixed marriages?" she asked Mike. "Not with white man," said Mike, which gave her two points. Mrs Satterwhite came close to retorting, but her Chihuahua jumped into her lap and huddled against what looked like a most unheatsd rib-cage. "Well," she said, nsstling him, "the army's wise to be cautious. Enough troubls as it is; imperative the men marry women of good character." "Kimiko good character. Sergeant too. Rose good character." Mrs Satterwhits pursari her lips. "The svidenca runs the other way: a police record --" "Mrs Satterwhits!" Sid tosssd his hsad in exasperation. "That's overstating ths case. Like calling a traffic fine a felony. Lord -- svsrybody sslls on ths blackmarkst." "Rsally, Captain? How surprising. I'm surs I must differ. Certainly we don't. As for ths men, one has no way of knowing, Marvin but ttanonjn is most strict." At that moment thers was a commotion around tha front door: Major Hammond had arrived, with some of the others, and putting Maximilian aside Mrs Satterwhite rose to grset them. Sid settlsd back to his drink. Out of the corner of his eye he savored Mike's fine dark profile, noted that the bulge was larger. Still, she looked magnificent. Yosh was good for her in countless ways, and with pregnancy her skin had turned golden and har hair shone with black lights. She seemed Olympian in tranquility, an oriental odalisque. The party grew mors animated. Colonel Satterwhits introduced |