The Horn Blows at Midnight Page #5

and weep in your consomme.

You've given a brilliant performance.

If I hadn't been

bumped into, I...

Now, now, forget

all about it.

After all, I should have

realized that asking you

to stand quite still

with the cigarette tray

Would have been

too much for you.

Archie, please, won't you listen?

There's nothing more

to be said, my dear.

Oh, Archie!

Cigarettes, please.

Just a minute.

I wouldn't blow

that horn.

No?

I wouldn't if I were you.

Well, you're not me,

So that settles that,

doesn't it?

Don't blow that horn... Athanael.

Athanael?

You know me?

Don't you recognize us? I'm Doremus.

Osidro. Fourth phalanx, tenth cohort.

Fallen angels!

Shh! Not so loud!

Fallen angels. I remember

the pictures on the wall.

You stay away from me.

Don't touch me.

Now, Athanael, keep cool.

We're throwing a little party

in our penthouse bungalow.

And we want you to drop in for a minute.

Well, I'm sorry,

but I haven't time.

Oh, what's

your hurry?

Wouldn't you like a little

excitement for a change?

There'll be plenty of

excitement when i blow this.

What-what kind

of a party?

Nothing much. Just a little sociability,

Some music.

Oh. Well, I'm sorry,

but at the moment,

I'm not interested

in-Music?

What kind of music?

Like you never heard before, Athanael.

Swing music.

Also, we have 8 or 10 beautiful girls.

You know they don't

interest me,

not 8 girls or 9 girls or-

10 beautiful girls,

you say?

Yes. You owe it

to yourself

to look the place over,

just out of curiosity.

Oh. Well, if you're

going to force me.

This-this is your place?

Yes.

Well! My, my! It's-

Really, it's-

It's revolting!

Athanael, we have everything we want-

Wine, women, song,

everything.

I know, but where are you finally

going to wind up? I've been told-

Just propaganda. They

have to tell you that,

or there'd be nobody left up there.

Listen, Athanael, everything

we've got is yours.

Mine? Really?

Allyou have to do is,

don't blow the horn.

Yes. That's

the chief thing.

Huh? The chief!

I nearly forgot!

Athanael, please, don't do it.

Athanael, please,

give us a break.

I'm sorry.

Orders are orders.

Good luck, boys.

And, uh,

happy landing.

I'm going to

throw him-

No, no! You know

what it means

to touch an angel

in violence.

What's the matter?

Don't cry. Whatever is making you

unhappy will be over with shortly.

It'll never be

over with.

Never, never, never.

Oh, yes, it will.

He doesn't love me anymore.

He's sending me away. I

won't go back home. I won't!

Well, you can't very well

go home if you're not alive.

Not alive?

Yes. You see, when the

breath leaves the body.

When the breath

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