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Sardis is obviously stark mad, and it is a relief to me to be so certain of it, and certain also that it is not one of your murderous types: I prefer a singing madness to almost any other kind. While Mr. Sardis is busy in the bathroom, I look around for items to be included in the indemnification report. I am also, I must confess it, not a little curious as to what could have pushed Mr. Sardis into this madness of perpetual song. Nearly everything in the apartment seemed ordinary and commonplace, except for Page 14 a couple of letters which had been pasted onto the kitchen pantry and circled round and round with gold crayon: a memo not to be overlooked.

To prove that I'm perfectly aware of where they're at, I write neatly: Christmas Day. It helps them keep their records. They cling to these rituals which measure time. But of course I understand that the social fabric is based on such paradoxes: when at last your consciousness has evolved, when you have emptied your mind of debilitating expectations, when at last you can live in a serene and perfect stasis, they give you a pen and say, "Write. " Physician, heal thyself! And their pen, of course, is blunt and knobby: they live in their mechanized world, they operate with perfectly calibrated instruments, they wind themselves up like clocks to chime precisely the same message at exactly the same hour, and they can't supply you with a pen that writes.

At first it's hardly noticeable to them, then suddenly you realize they no longer hear a word you are saying. Sometimes, of course, when it is convenient, they are only pretending not to hear: perhaps this was the case. I waited with a combination of impatience and deference (Mrs. Kovic had been a client with us nearly fifty years); then at last I decided to use my passkey. It is part of my work to account for any mysterious circumstances. Nothing is to go unchecked. So I noisily let myself in with the passkey, hoping that if Mrs.

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