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Show 220 "Our schedule's f l e x i b l e , " said Mrs S a t t e r w h i t e . "How about the next?" "House guests," said Phyllis. "Then" - her smile showed incipient ossification -- "the one after?" Mike spat her chewing gum on the rails and turned aside carelessly. "Mot then either," she said, tossing the words over her shoulder. "Tly somebody else." Nor did Mrs Satterwhite's mood grow sweeter when the sergeant flung open the door and announced, "Sorry ladies. Spare ribs and liver." The morning the Detachments set out they also heard that Yosh's promotion was imminent. The orders had not been cut, Bain told on arriving from Kyoto, but the name was on the list. "Double celebration," sairi Sid. "Farewell and promotion." "Don't rush it," said Yosh. "Superstitious?" "MO, but -- " "Nonsense," said Hal. "A promotion party it is." So they took off in great spirits. Driving in separata cars and at separate times, depending on the exigencies of servants and children, by midmorning most were on the road. Though it was autumn a break in the weather had left it as hot and sunny as July, and as they drove along, children shouted, and old women, leaning on their hoes, looked up and smiled toothlessly. |