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The demands made on Billy were modest enough: he was to take care of the yard, empty the swimming pool every so often, go on errands, wash the cars, and drive either the man of the house or his wife when one of them wanted to be driven, which wasn't often, since they both knew how to drive. The house was one of those lavish spreads in the hills of Hollywood, overlooking the city, and Billy's own room had a large window through which at night he could look on the glittering lights below. He had good food to eat, a reasonable salary, a lot of free time to read, as he loved to do, and…mehr

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The demands made on Billy were modest enough: he was to take care of the yard, empty the swimming pool every so often, go on errands, wash the cars, and drive either the man of the house or his wife when one of them wanted to be driven, which wasn't often, since they both knew how to drive. The house was one of those lavish spreads in the hills of Hollywood, overlooking the city, and Billy's own room had a large window through which at night he could look on the glittering lights below. He had good food to eat, a reasonable salary, a lot of free time to read, as he loved to do, and all in all, he had no complaints. It would do while he built up his bank account and even thought of going on to a college career.

The house belonged to one Andrew Hawkins, a gross man, huge and triple-chinned, in his fifties and into his fourth marriage, while his wife, Angie, was cute, young, pert, vivacious, and terribly neglected. Some people said Hawkins had taken her to wife and stuck her away in the house (for he refused to let her work) much as one will buy an expensive jewel and then stick it away in some safe. He just wanted to show he could get such an attractive woman, they would say, and once having stuck her in his home, he seemed to take little further interest in her, aside from the most ordinary. When some would say it'd be more accurate to say he had bought this attractive woman, Hawkins would only grin broadly and say, "Yer damn right I'm rich enough to buy a beautiful woman," for he was under no illusions that Angie had been physically attracted to him, and took pride where others thought he would feel some chagrin, that is, in having attracted this woman by his money.