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Show 189 ignorant: that way he might be spared a visit. The General stepped down confidently, received an appropriate round of salutes, kissed his sister's cheek with propriety if not enthusiasm, and let his eye sweep briefly toward the town. "God|" "Not Tokyo," Mrs Satterwhite murmured, "You can see our problem," The |eneral grunted. He was a burly man; once, it seemed likely, he had been handsome, with a dramatic shock of black hair and a lean athletic figure. But years and dissipation had made their mark: the figure had given way to laassive biceps and a capacious paunch; the hair had turned grey and the nose purple; great jowls hung on either side of his cheeks. "How," he asked, "about JTT^ problem?" And he laughed. It was the same directness that had raised him to his rank, and though it did little to please his sister, who had a long history of accommodation, she smiled consentingly. "Don't worry. We've all sorts of things for you to do. hunting, fishing - - " "Drinking?" "That too." The Colonel spoke up: "Want to look at the tgroops, Curtis?" "R and R, dammit," said the General. "Let's head for the club." |