Free Memories of Midnight by Sidney Sheldon Page A

understand Wim at all.' 'Wim is an eccentric,' Evelyn said. 'You just have to take him as he is. All he's interested in is numbers. I don't think he cares about people.' 'Does he have friends?' 'No.' 'Does he ever date? I mean go out with girls?' 'No.' It seemed to Catherine that Wim was isolated and lonely, and she felt a kinship with him.
    Wim's range of knowledge amazed Catherine. One morning, she developed an earache Wim said gruffly, 'This weather's not going to help it much You'd better go and see an ear doctor.' 'Thanks, Wim. I . . .' "The parts of the ear are the auricle, auditory meatus, tympanic membrane, the chain of ossicles hammer, anvil and stirrup ympanic cavity, the semicircular duct, oval window, the eustachan tube, auditory nerve, and the cochlear duct.' And he walked away On another day, Catherine and Evelyn took Wim to lunch at the Ram's Head, a local pub. In the back room, customers were throwing darts 'Are you interested in sports, Wim?' Catherine asked 'Have you ever seen a baseball game?'
    'Baseball,' Wim said. 'A baseball is nine and a quarter inches in circumference. It's made of yarn, wound on a hard rubber cone and covered with white leather. The bat is usually made of ash, not more than two and three quarter inches in the greatest diameter, and not more than forty-two inches in length.' He knows all the statistics, Catherine thought, but has he ever felt the excitement of actually doing it 'Have you ever played any sports? Basketball, for instance?' 'Basketball is played on a wooden or concrete floor. The ball has a spherical leather cover thirty-one inches in circumference, inflated by a rubber bladder to thirteen pounds of pressure. It weighs twenty to twenty-two ounces. Basketball was invented by James Naismith in eighteen ninety-one.' Catherine had her answer.
    Sometimes Wim could be an embarrassment in public. One Sunday, Cathenne and Evelyn took Wim to Maidenhead, on the Thames. They stopped at the Compleat Angler for lunch. The waiter came up to their table. 'We have fresh clams today.' Catherine turned to Wim. 'Do you like clams?' Wim said, 'There are long clams, quahog, or round clams, razor clams, surf clams, single shells, and blood clams.' The waiter was staring at him. 'Would you care to order some, sir?' 'I don't like clams,' Wim snapped.
    Catherine liked the people she was working with, but Wim became special to her. He was brilliant beyond her comprehension, and at the same time, he seemed withdrawn and lonely. Catherine said to Evelyn one day: 'Isn't there some chance that Wim might lead a normal life? Fall in love and get married?' Evelyn sighed. 'I told you. He has no emotions. He'll never get attached to anyone.' But Catherine did not believe it. Once or twice she had caught a flash of interest of affection of laughter in Wim's eyes, and she wanted to draw him out, to help him. Or had it been her imagination?
    One day, the office staff received an invitation to a charity ball being held at the Savoy Catherine walked into Wim's office. 'Wim, do you dance?' He stared at her. 'A bar and a half of four-four time music completes one rhythmic unit in a foxtrot. The man starts the basic step with his left foot and takes two steps forward. The woman starts with her right foot and takes two steps backward The two slow steps are followed by a quick step at right angles to the slow steps. To dip, the man steps forward on his left foot and dips slow then he moves forward on his right foot slow. Then he moves to the left with his left foot quick Then closes his right foot to his left foot quick.' Catherine stood there, not knowing what to say. He knows all the words, but he doesn't understand their meaning.
    Constantin Demiris telephoned. It was late at night and Catherine was preparing to go to bed 'I hope I didn't disturb you. It's Costa.' 'No, of course not.' She was glad to hear his voice. She had missed talking to him, asking his advice. After all, he was the only one in the world who