As the man got up again, he began to speak aloud in a fretful, wondering voice. And who else could it be? Who else but Jonesy, his reluctant host? 'Fuck YOU!' he screamed at the damned, hateful, stubborn, just-a-little-too-big dog. You're an alcoholic. Owen raised his hand, saw Kurtz snap him a salute — whether sarcastic or sincere Owen neither knew nor cared — and then Owen brought his arm down.
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