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Nobody yelled or ran out of the door. Nobody blew a police whistle. Everything
was quiet and sunny and calm. No cause for excitement whatever. It's only
Marlowe, finding another body. He does it rather well by now. Murder-a-day
Marlowe, they call him. They have the meat wagon following him around to follow
up on the business he finds.The Peacock Lounge was a narrow front next to a
gift shop in whose window a tray of small crystal animals shimmered in the
street light. The Peacock had a glass brick front and soft light glowed out
around the stainedglass peacock that was set into the brick. I went in around a
Chinese screen and looked along the bar and then sat at the outer edge of a
small booth. The light was amber, the leather was Chinese red and the booths
had polished plastic tables. In one booth four soldiers were drinking beer
moodily, a little glassy in the eyes and obviously bored even with drinking
beer. Across from them a party of two girls and two flashy-looking men were
making the noise in the place. I saw nobody that looked like my idea of Crystal
Kingsley."When the police came, didn't they notice that a slipper was
missing?""Why did I go back? Is that what you want to know?"
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