pastries, cakes and ale. Put out and gave away, in doggy bags and care packages, Schiff-who addressed them ... generous Fuzziwig. Schiff's all-worked and played-out Bob Cratchits, his pretty young Xmas Carols. ... of his impersonation. Many sent thank-you notes of course-a form Schiff regarded as con­ descending- ...

yes," Schiff said, "very nice, very nice." Fred Lipsey carried a sort of easel under ... Schiff said. "It won't pull the paint off with it?" "No ... "I mean because that's all I need," Schiff said, inexplicably close to tears, ...

brusqueness with them-the flirting-the men as well as the women-Schiff's sandpa­ pery humors. (Well, ... hearts-and-minds thing.) Schiff would have enjoyed it. He had enjoyed it. In the days before he'd been ... the head of the bed, Jack Schiff laid into gravity and fell back on the pillow, then, with his palms ...

answering machine. Hi, he thought, this is Jack Schiff. Sorry to have missed your call, but I've ... cetera, et cetera, and I'll get right back to you. That wasn't bad, Schiff thought, but ... they'd reached some other Jack Schiff. Also, what if the thieves waited five minutes and called back? Or ...

Page 222 from Issue 84 "My dear," said Schiff, suddenly finding himself trying ... you can't live with them, you can't live without them. No no," said Schiff ... Schiff considering it until Claire said no, on second thought it probably wasn't such a good ...