Some nights, I clean off he blood.Alone during the early morning hours, he walks through the porno district and spends his free time in a triple-X rated porno film house - a clue that his personality is schizoid and hypocritical.Elsewhere, there was more talk.The subject was Christmas dinner and whether that year the main course would be roast pork, or Duck a l""Orange.He then joined his fellow agents and the captain, who parachuted out of a trap door in the belly of the plane moments before it crashed into a snowy Rocky Mountain peak.When my friends do it, I resent it.From Sergeants McAvity and Schultz, I should find it intolerable.(He pushes away his typewriter stand.) Hand me that washcloth please, Mr.__ , Mr.__ ?McPherson: McPherson.(He tosses the washcloth at Lydecker, stands, and turns away.)Lydecker admires McPherson""s reputation for hard-boiled, ough-nosed police work: "The Siege of Babylon, Long Island.He was magically offered a cup of drink and charmed with some tempting Turkish Delight candy.The childless Queen suggested that he could become Prince of Narnia one day - and "maybe even King," in exchange for bringing his three family members to her castle located between two hills in the distance.