The way they’re both going on warning me away from the tower startles me as much I can be startled when I’m feeling as warm and relaxed as I am now. I concentrate on lighting my cigarette while they decide who’s going to tell me. The smoking reminds me of—oh, that tower. “Lucien did mention something on Valentine’s,” I admit slowly. “Well, ‘keep away from the damn water tower’ was what he said.’”

But why these two should have cause to be afraid of Miss Wanda’s husband, I don’t know. Lucien having a grudge against him, even thinking he’s the devil himself, that I can see. But what Mr. Whitman has to do with the water tower, I don’t know. It’s not like you can live in a water tower, not without really messing up the waterworks. “Well, someone tell me about it.” Guess we’ve finished with the game for now, since they’ve both turned so serious. I guess it’s just as well.