olumes up on the shelf beneath the phone, she laboriously turned the pages. "Just a second." She located the page and read first the judgment and then the lines to Mrs. Abendsen. When she got to the nine at the top -- the line about someone striking him and misfortune -- she heard Mrs. Abendsen exclaim. "Pardon?" Juliana said, pausing.
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After Juliana had read the judgment of the Forty-third hexagram, with the word danger in it, there was silence. Mrs. Abendsen said nothing and Juliana said nothing.
"Well, we'll look forward to seeing you tomorrow, then," Mrs. Abendsen said finally. "And would you give me your name, please?"
"Juliana Frink," she said. "Thank you very much, Mrs. Abendsen." The operator, now, had broken in to clamor about the time being up, so Juliana hung up the phone, collected her purse and the volumes of the oracle, left the phone booth and walked over to the drugstore fountain.
After she had ordered a sandwich and a Coke, and was sitting smoking a cigarette and resting, she realized with a rush of unbelieving horror that she had said nothing to Mrs. Abendsen about the Gestapo man or the SD man or whatever he was, that Joe Cinnadella she had left in the hotel room in Denver. She simply could not believe it. I forgot,http://www.rolexsubmarinerreplica.info/! she said to herself,http://www.cheapfoampositesone.us/. It dropped completely out of my mind. How could that be? I must be nuts; I must be terribly sick and stupid and nuts.
For a moment she fumbled with her purse, trying to find change for another call. No, she decided as she started up from the stool. I can't call them again tonight; I'll let it go -- it's just too goddam late. I'm tired and they're probably asleep by now.
She ate her chicken salad sandwich, drank her Coke, and then she drove to the nearest motel, rented a room and crept tremblingly into bed.
Chapter 14
Mr. Nobusuke Tagomi thought, There is no answer. No understanding. Even in the oracle. Yet I must go on living day to day anyhow.
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