One Night Only (83 page)

“Sh
e
wa
s
dow
n
b
y
th
e
rive
r
,
”
sai
d
Ruth
.
“Jus
t
lik
e
–” “Lik
e
Kitt
y
O’Connor?
”
sai
d
Larr
y
.
“Jeepers
,
sh
e
was
nearl
y
a
gone
r
.
Onl
y
fo
r
–
”

“Onl
y
fo
r
Seá
n
Sulliva
n
an
d
hi
s
we
e
dog,
”
sai
d
T
ess.
“What
’
s
thi
s
yo
u
calle
d
tha
t
we
e
dog?
”
Poll
y
couldn
’
t
restrai
n
hersel
f
fro
m
laughing
.

Gina
,
o
f
course
,
wa
s
obliviou
s
a
s
t
o
wha
t
the
y
were talkin
g
about
.

“What
’
s
thi
s
yo
u
calle
d
it?
”
aske
d
Larr
y
.
“That’l
l
bug
m
e
fo
r
th
e
res
t
o
f
th
e
evening
,
yo
u
kno
w
.
I’
d
nearl
y
cal
l
in t
o
Seá
n
himsel
f
an
d
as
k
him
.
Wha
t
wa
s
tha
t
we
e
dog
’
s
name
?
An
d
wha
t
th
e
hel
l
di
d
yo
u
hav
e
t
o
mentio
n
him for
?
That’l
l
wrec
k
m
y
hea
d
al
l
night.
”

Larr
y
pulle
d
u
p
i
n
th
e
centr
e
o
f
th
e
nex
t
tow
n
where th
e
moo
d
wa
s
muc
h
livelie
r
tha
n
th
e
villag
e
the
y
had spen
t
th
e
da
y
in
.

“I
f
w
e
fin
d
out
,
we’l
l
le
t
yo
u
kno
w
,
”
sai
d
Poll
y
.
“No
w
,
ho
w
muc
h
d
o
w
e
ow
e
you?
”

“Thirty-fiv
e
euro,
”
sai
d
Larr
y
wit
h
a
glin
t
i
n
hi
s
eye.
“Thirty-fiv
e
euro
!
Ou
r
asse
s
hav
e
hardl
y
warme
d
the
seat
s
i
n
thi
s
car
!
Ahh
,
g
o
on
,
y
e
we
e
begga
r
,
”
sai
d
Ruth, handin
g
hi
m
th
e
mone
y
.
“I’v
e
n
o
doub
t
yo
u
hear
d
a
whol
e
lo
t
mor
e
abou
t
wha
t
w
e
go
t
u
p
t
o
toda
y
whe
n
you
com
e
ou
t
wit
h
a
pric
e
lik
e
that!
”

“Sure
,
y
e
ca
n
wel
l
affor
d
it,
”
sai
d
Larr
y
.
“Loade
d
y
e
all are
,
loaded
!
Gimm
e
a
shou
t
late
r
an
d
I’l
l
ge
t
yo
u
bac
k
to you
r
hote
l
saf
e
an
d
sound
.
Hav
e
fun
,
ladies!
”

Th
e
su
n
wa
s
wel
l
an
d
trul
y
dow
n
whe
n
th
e
foursome walke
d
alon
g
th
e
cobble
d
pathwa
y
o
f
th
e
tow
n
wit
h
no name
.
I
t
di
d
hav
e
a
nam
e
o
f
course
,
bu
t
the
y
didn
’
t
need t
o
kno
w
it
,
no
r
di
d
the
y
particularl
y
wan
t
to
.
I
t
wa
s
a
tow
n
an
d
i
t
ha
d
a
Chines
e
restauran
t
an
d
the
y
wer
e
ready t
o
stuf
f
thei
r
face
s
t
o
th
e
max
.

“Oh
,
tha
t
smel
l
i
s
jus
t
delicious!
”
sai
d
T
es
s
whe
n
they entere
d
th
e
restaurant
.
I
t
seeme
d
clea
n
an
d
pleasant
,
i
f
a
littl
e
old-fashione
d
wit
h
it
s
pape
r
Chines
e
dragons
hangin
g
fro
m
th
e
ceilin
g
an
d
re
d
an
d
gree
n
déco
r
.
They
wer
e
show
n
t
o
thei
r
seat
s
b
y
a
hug
e
windo
w
tha
t
gav
e
a
bird
’
s
ey
e
vie
w
o
f
wha
t
wa
s
goin
g
o
n
outsid
e
an
d
around the
m
i
n
th
e
restaurant
.

“No
w
,
remembe
r
,
ladies,
”
sai
d
Ruth
.
“Ea
t
a
s
muc
h
as yo
u
want
.
Let
’
s
trea
t
thi
s
lik
e
a
prope
r
feast
.
I
a
m
s
o
ready fo
r
this
.
Goo
d
call
,
T
ess.
”