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By Jack Joseph Smith

68 became Little vere Falunterrey: with huge deers being put open for me by stout and shoulder -brdded men addressing us with, geod evening Master and Mister and: Misses, Elegfant woed carved frem walls in the form of furniture and a leng red rug we -went nalking Forever G2 through tall we a men and women all with Peinted shees and fancy hats fading in and out of their movement under spinning CAramdly dons chandlers-that were crystal 'with a drep of yellow Plickering within the bending glass, Good evening: Good evenings Yess I'11° have four Corona Corena'ss A goed Ciger sirs.Sure iss Have a nice evening sirs Sure willi Thank youg: I thant yous And ort and walking again with this group of suebaua-ladtae kfc with a pkhdiqe ss ruming dores# their lips!ef attempted distance and ‘threugh:: velvet: drapes:inte a dinning habli of laced tables and steaming trays: turning and turning threugh heads ‘seemingly sniffing almost above the high. hands. ef —_— najters rand me again léeeking up atthe backs ef buldging necks belonging te my'fathers earléss business ‘friends We would be seated by four or five waters, but I ceuld see that they were really bewing to themselves, They had an inward’ grin watching everybody trying te be just what they were expected not te bes Ha hay there is a Peel, let me play with him awhile. Maybe his wife will talk ef me ever teaand games, I would tane my amazement dewn to their level and answer their expected ‘questiond, that my mether and father smiled tightly on the tips ey The waiters and I were the live puppetd,’.but what if we sheuld cut the strings? What if I should pick up a plate and put it upside down en my head? What if a Waiter sheuld say ne? What if? Ha hay and my fathers business friends alwaya: had a@ question: om: their facess: They were always se nowthadoad erdering for their Wivess And ‘so unawares when the waiters spoke in their native Pe em wonderg;

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Entering the clubs with parents and business people, the child moves through carved wood, chandeliers, waiters, cigars, velvet drapes, and dining-room ceremony while feeling adults arrange themselves like puppets around money and display.

The page sees class performance very sharply, especially in the doors held open, the overpolite greetings, and the adults trying to inhabit a role they have paid for. Waiters and the child briefly align as the only figures who seem aware of the stiffness and unreality governing the room.


Claude

The weekend parade of private clubs — good evening Master and Mister and Misses, four Corona Coronas — casts Michael as Little Lord Fauntleroy watching the earless necks of his father's business friends and the waiters grinning inward.