was a time in this city when people were courteous,â Robert said.
âLong before our time,â Caroline said.
ââwhen the air here was sweet with the smell of the honeysuckle they dug up when they redid the square,â Robert said.
âRobert,â Caroline said, âyouâre such a romantic!â
âIf the commercial expansion of the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries hadnât happened,â Robert said, âif the commercial expansion hadnât given impetus to capitalism, if the rise of capitalism in France hadnât outstripped the countryâs slower, natural social and political change, if that imbalance hadnât helped cause the French Revolution, if the Revolution hadnât created an opening for Napoleon to seize power, if Napoleon hadnât tried to conquer Europe, if the wars in Europe hadnât given the United States a chance to take over shipping between Europe and the West Indies, if Americaâs expansion into shipping didnât cause Great Britain to impress American sailors and interfere with American maritime trade, if Great Britainâs interference with American maritime trade didnât encourage Jefferson and Madison to prohibit trade with Britain, if that prohibition didnât contribute to the War of 1812, if the War of 1812 didnât lead to the British blockade of American ports, if the blockade of American ports hadnât made Mycenae one of the few protected ports in America, sailors wouldnât have come here, if sailors hadnât come here, Mycenae wouldnât have become a center of prostitution, if Mycenae hadnât become a center of prostitutionââ
âMaybe people would still be courteous?â Caroline asked.
Robert shrugged.
âYouâre still courteous, Robert,â Caroline said. âThe last gentleman.â
âYou grow up with someone like my daddy, whoâs still fighting Shayâs Rebellion,â Robert said, âitâs hard not to get wrapped up in the history.â
3
Geigermanâs Gym was dirty. In one corner was a brass spittoon left over from the 1940s, still used. Young guys sparred, jumped rope, worked on the heavy bag. Two of the three rings were occupied. An older man was climbing out of the third ring after a workout. Honey LeVigne.
Jack came over to LeVigne.
âJust like Archie Moore,â Jack said.
LeVigne glanced sideways at Jack as he walked across the gym.
âYou went for the nerve point on his hip,â Jack said. âA manâll feel that head to toe.â
âYou donât look like a fighter,â LeVigne said, checking out Jackâs wounds, black-and-blue marks. âNot a good one anyway, you donât.â
âI got caught by surprise,â Jack said. âIâm looking for a rematch.â
LeVigne grabbed a towel and hooked it around his neck.
âYour friend,â LeVigne said, meaning whoever had beaten Jack up, âhe shouldâve gone for the body. Like Hagler. Frazier. Work on the body, the guy wonât last five rounds.â
âHe wasnât looking to win the match,â Jack said, âjust sign an autograph on my face.â
âSo youâd remember him, huh?â LeVigne said.
âBut he knew how to throw a punch,â Jack said. âYou know anyone who does that for a living?â
âFreelance, any palookaâll grab a fifty, figuring heâs just going to get a workout, save time in the gym,â LeVinge said. âShit, a twentyâll do it.â
LeVigne disappeared into the showers. Jack watched a young kid on the speed bag.
âYou the man looking for somebody?â someone said behind Jack, close to his ear. The voice was a hoarse whisper, as if the speaker had been punched in the larynx and never recovered. Kevin Hooper. A big man in gray sweats.
âHow many fights you got?â Jack asked.
âIn or out of the ring?â Hooper
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