And so it went,
Jesse was increasingly cavalier...
...merry, moody, fey...
...unpredictable
...unpredictable
He camouflaged his depressions
and derangements...
...with masquerades
of extreme cordiality, courtesy...
...and goodwill towards others.
But even as he jested,
or tickled his boy in the ribs...
...and goodwill towards others.
But even as he jested,
or tickled his boy in the ribs...
...Jesse would look over at Bob
with melancholy eyes... ...as if the two were meshed
in an intimate communication.
Bob was certain that the man
had unriddled him...
...had seen through his reasons
for coming along...
...that Jesse could forecast each of
had unriddled him...
...had seen through his reasons
for coming along...
...that Jesse could forecast each of
Bob's possible moves and inclinations...
...and was only acting the innocent...
...and was only acting the innocent...
...in order to lull Bob
into stupid tranquility and miscalculation.
"Seems l hardly recognize myself
when l'm greased.
l go on journeys out of my body...
...and look at my red hands
and my mean face...
...and l wonder about that man
that's gone so wrong.
l've been becoming a problem to myself."
when l'm greased.
l go on journeys out of my body...
...and look at my red hands
and my mean face...
...and l wonder about that man
that's gone so wrong.
l've been becoming a problem to myself."
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