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Chapter 5
"Youoldson-of-a-bitch,"hesaid."Comeonin.Iain’tseenyousinceweleftRadcliffe."Hesteppedbackandletthemin.
Londonsaid,"Thishere’sDocandhisfriend,Dakin.DochelpedLisatheothernight.Maybeyouheardaboutit."
Dakinputoutalong,palehandtoMac."SureIheard.Coupleofguysworkingrightherewasthere.You’dthinkLisa’ddroppedanelephantthewaytheydon’ttalkaboutnothingelse.Thishere’sthemissus,Doc.Youmighttakealookatthemtwokids,too,they’restrong."
Hiswifestoodup,afine,big-bosomedwomanwithafullface,withlittleredspotsofrougeonhercheeks,andwithagoldupperbridgethatflashedinthelamplight."Gladtomeetyouboys,"shesaidinahuskyvoice."Youboyslikeaspotofcoffeeoralittleshot?"
Dakin’seyeswarmedatrifleoutofprideinher.
"Well,itwasprettycoldcomingover,"Macsaidtentatively.
Thegoldbridgeflashed."JustwhatIthought.You’lldowithasnort."Shesetoutabottleofwhiskyandajigger."Pouryourown,boys.Youcan’tpouritnohigher’nthetop."
Thebottleandtheglasswentaround.Mrs.Dakintossedhersofflast.Shecorkedthebottleandstooditinasmallcupboard.
Threefoldingcanvaschairswereintheroom,andtwocanvascotsforthechildren.Abigpatentcampbedstoodagainstthewall.Macsaid,"Youdoyourselfprettynice,Mr.Dakin."
"Igotalighttruck,"saidDakin."Igetsometruckin’todonowandthen,andbesidesIcanmovemystuff.
