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across the fi,eld toward the building, and then they both disappear.
Poor Timmy stares at the gray door which has just closed.-So in
each heart are fixed the types of love, after the girls who seem to
be easy, who have the reputation of being available, who are
easy and available in idea tho never in fact. The Jewish girls to
the Irish boys like Timmy, and the Irish girls to the Jewish boys
like Ronnie, and the sailors ·to Louis. But for the most part, it is
just one's own kind that is really available (and really desirable,
and absolutely forbidden!), and that we live with in the end, as
Ronnie with Martha, and Louis with Bernie; these are no doubt
still deeper types of love, tho far too deep to give us any pleasure.
"Knock Knock!" cries Page McCroskey.
"Play Ball!" shouts Mr. Donlin.
"Knock Knock, Mr. Donlin, Knock Knock!" he screams.
"Don't pay any attention, play ball,"
say~
Mr. Donlin.
"Who's there?" answers Larry.
"Cohen!"
"Don't pay any attention!" cries Mr. Donlin.
"Cohen who?" answers a voice.
"Who said it?" shouts Mr. Donlin authoritatively.
"Cohen f-·- yourself!" cry Page and Timmy together.
One of the boys throws a stone at them.
"You c-- s--!" says Timmy, casting his eyes about for
some resource.
"Shut up, McCroskey," says Terry, "or I'll tell somethin' on
you, but I don't want to make you shamed."
"Do you believe that pile o' s-- that O'Hara said?" says
Timmy wildly.
"Naw, I
saw
it!" says Terry.
"What did O'Hara say?" says Page.
But at this instant a foul-ball jumps out over the fence.
"H'yaaJU'I,! H'yaaJU'I,!"
sing Page and Timmy and run down
the block with the ball, grasping off their hats.
"Where's Harry Riesling? He's supposed to be coaching on
first," says the beaten Mr. Donlin.
But Marcia and Harry are in one of the empty rooms where
they have never been before (it is part of the High School), and
she is telling him all about Picass'. He explains to her that he
