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Chapter 8

           ThesadbrowneyeslookedtiredlyupatMac."Well,IthinkI’mallthrough.IoughttogoandseewhetherthesquaddisinfectedthetoiletsthewayItoldthem."

           "Theysmelldisinfected,"Macsaid."Whydon’tyougetsomesleep,Doc?Youdidn’thaveanylastnight."

           "Well,I’mtired,butIdon’tfeelsleepy.ForthelasthourI’vethoughtwhenIwasthroughImightwalkoutintotheorchardandsitdownagainstatreeandrest."

           "Mindcompany?"

           "No.I’dliketohaveyou."Burtonstoodup."WaittillIwashmyhands."Hescrubbedhishandsinapanofwarmwaterandcoveredthemwithgreensoapandrinsedthem."Let’sstroll,then,"hesaid.

           Thethreewalkedslowlyawayfromthetentstreetsandtowardthedarkorchard.Theirfeetcrunchedsoftlyonthecrisplittleclodsoftheplowedground.

           "Mac,"Burtonsaidwearily."You’reamysterytome.Youimitateanyspeechyou’retakingpartin.Whenyou’rewithLondonandDakinyoutalkthewaytheydo.You’reanactor."

           "No,"saidMac."I’mnotanactoratall.Speechhasakindofafeelaboutit.Igetthefeel,anditcomesout,perfectlynaturally.Idon’ttrytodoit.Idon’tthinkIcouldhelpdoingit.Youknow,Doc,menaresuspiciousofamanwhodoesn’ttalktheirway.Youcaninsultamanprettybadlybyusingawordhedoesn’tunderstand.Maybehewon’tsayanything,buthe’llhateyouforit.It’snotthesamethinginyourcase,Doc.You’resupposedtobedifferent.Theywouldn’ttrustyouifyouweren’t."

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