The Moviegoer

terrible gray eyes, she is somehow at sixty-five still the young prince.
    It is just as I thought. In an instant we are off and away down the hall and into her office, where she summons me for her “talks.” This much is certain: it is bad news about Kate. If it were a talk about me, my aunt would not be looking at me. She would be gazing into the hive-like recesses of her old desk, finger pressed against her lip. But instead she shows me something and searches my face for what I see. With her watching me, it is difficult to see anything. There is a haze. Between us there is surely a carton of dusty bottles— bottles? —yes, surely bottles, yet blink as I will I can’t be sure.
    â€œDo you see these whisky bottles?”
    â€œYes ma’am.”
    â€œAnd this kind?” She gives me an oblong brown bottle.
    â€œYes.”
    â€œDo you know where they came from?”
    â€œNo’m.”
    â€œMercer found them on top of an armoire. That armoire.” She points mysteriously to the very ceiling above us. “He was setting out rat poison.”
    â€œIn Kate’s room?”
    â€œYes. What do you think?”
    â€œThose are not whisky bottles.”
    â€œWhat are they?”
    â€œWine. Gipsy Rose. They make wine bottles flat like that.”
    â€œRead that.” She nods at the bottle in my hand.
    â€œSodium pentobarbital. One and one half grains. This is a wholesaler’s bottle.”
    â€œDo you know where we found that?”
    â€œIn the box?”
    â€œIn the incinerator. The second in a week.”
    I am silent. Now my aunt does take her seat at the desk.
    â€œI haven’t told Walter. Or Jules. Because I’m not really worried. Kate is just fine. She is going to come through with flying colors. And she and Walter are going to be happy. But as time grows short, she is getting a little nervous.”
    â€œYou mean you think she is afraid of another accident?”
    â€œShe is afraid of a general catastrophe. But that is not what worries me.”
    â€œWhat worries you?”
    â€œI don’t want her moping around the house again.”
    â€œShe’s not working downtown with you?”
    â€œNot for two weeks.”
    â€œDoes she feel bad?”
    â€œOh no. Nothing like that. But she’s a little scared.”
    â€œIs she seeing Dr Mink?”
    â€œShe refuses. She thinks that if she goes to see a doctor she’ll get sick.”
    â€œWhat do you want me to do?”
    â€œShe will not go to the ball. Now that’s all right. But it is very important that she not come to the point where it becomes more and more difficult to meet people.”
    â€œShe’s seen no one?”
    â€œNo one but Walter. Now all in the world I want you to do is take her to the Lejiers and watch the parade from the front porch. It is not a party. There will be no question of making an entrance or an exit. There is nothing to brace for. You will drop in, speak or not speak, and leave.”
    â€œShe is that bad?”
    â€œShe is not bad at all. I mean to take care that she won’t be.”
    â€œWhat about Walter?”
    â€œHe’s krewe captain. He can’t possibly get away. And I’m glad he can’t, to tell the truth. Do you know what I really want you to do?”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œI want you to do whatever it was you did before you walked out on us, you wretch. Fight with her, joke with her—the child doesn’t laugh. You and Kate always got along, didn’t you? Sam too. You knew Sam will be here Sunday to speak at the Forum?”
    â€œYes.”
    â€œI want Sam to talk to Kate. You and Sam are the only people she’d ever listen to.”
    My aunt is generous with me. What she really means is that she is sure Sam can set things right and that she hopes I can hold the fort till Sam arrives.
    3
    IT IS A SURPRISE to find Uncle Jules at lunch. Last fall he suffered a serious heart attack from which, however, he recovered so completely that he has dispensed with his nap since Christmas. He sits between Kate and Walter and his manner is so pleasant and easy that even Kate is smiling. It is hard to believe anything is wrong; the bottles, in particular, seem grotesque. Uncle Jules is pleased to see me. During the past year I discovered my sole discernible talent: the trick of making money. I manage to sell a great many of the stocks which Uncle Jules underwrites. He is convinced,