That was in August. A week after I left Santa Barbara Tom ran into a wagon on the Ventura road one night, and ripped a front wheel off his car. The girl who was with him go
She groped around in a waste-basket she had with her on the bed and pulled out the string of pearls. «Take them downstairs and give them back to Tom. Tell them all Daisy’s changed her mind. Say: ‘Daisy’s changed her mind!’»