CHAPTER II

Listen here.

hen September’s slippery showers . . . . (It’s already cold in Finland.)

When Villa come back to draw with City and United run over Arsenal 3-1, the world must be turning back to itself. It would seem. IF the world could turn back.
    Nor am I going back to my meds. So I say. [Let the reader beware.]

Outside a clamor of grackles bicker-talk-sing: squeaky wheels and hoarse, rusty gates.