SHOTWELL KEEPS THE JACKS and the rubber ball in his attache case and will not allow me to play with them. He plays with them, alone, sitting on the floor near the console hour after hour, chant?ing "onesies, twosies, threesies, foursies" in a pre?cise, well-modulated voice, not so loud as to be annoying, not so soft as to allow me to forget. I point out to Shotwell that two can derive more enjoyment from playing jacks than one, but he is not interested. I have asked repeatedly to be al?lowed to play by myself, but he simply shakes his head. "Why?" I ask. "Theyre mine," he says. And when he has finished, when he has sated himself, back they go into the attache case.

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