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that effect -- which he interpreted to mean that Leonid was afraid of what he might see about his alma mater with two good eyes.
"Not so," Leonid here commented from the sidecar. "I meant Mrs. Anastasia, he should see her through my eyes."
"I figured that," Greene said. "And soon's I figured it, I felt the same durn way abouthim, Stacey/Laceywise."
He had tried therefore to pull his cut short, and Leonid to thrust himself upon the glass, but one or both misjudging the distance, the stroke had fallen on Leonid's face instead of his throat, and unfortunately slashed his patchless eye. Whereupon, stricken with remorse, Greene had snatched the vodka-bottle and stabbed out his own.
"The way they bloodied up the Living Room," Stoker said, "you'd have thought it was the Amphitheater!"
He had arrested them both and administered first aid; amnesty or no amnesty, he declared, he was fetching them to Main Detention, where he meant to stay himself until