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Chapter 19
"Whatisthis,Chief?"
"Well,CharleyPryor’sboyranawayfromhomethismorning.Gotacolddrinktheresomewhere?"
"Sure.Orange,cream,lemon,Coke?"
"GivemeaSeven-Up.Charley’safunnykindofguy.HisboyTomiseight.Hefigurestheworld’sagainsthimandhe’sgoingtorunawaytobeapirate.Anybodyelsewouldofgivehimacrackacrostthebehind,butnotCharley.Aren’tyougoingtoopenthis?"
"Sorry.Thereyouare.What’sCharleygottodowithme?Ilikehim,ofcourse."
"Well,Charleydon’tdothingslikeotherpeople.HefiguresthebestwaytocureTomistohelphim.Soafterbreakfasttheygetabedrolltogetherandabiglunch.TomwantstotakeaJapswordforself-protection,butitdragssohesettlesforabayonet.Charleyloadshiminthecaranddriveshimoutoftowntogivehimagoodstart.HelethimoutovernearTaylorMeadow—youknow,theoldTaylorplace.That’saboutnineo’clockthismorning.Charleywatchedthekidawhile.Firstthinghedidwassitdownandeatsixsandwichesandtwohard-boiledeggs.AndthenhewentonacrostthemeadowwithhisbravelittlebindleandhisbayonetandCharleydrovehome."
Hereitcame.Iknewit,Iknewit.Itwasalmostarelieftogetitover.
"’Boutelevenhecomeslobberingoutontheroadandhookedaridehome."
"IthinkIcanguess,Stoney—isitDanny?"
"’Fraidso.Downinthecellarholeoftheoldhouse.Caseofwhisky,onlytwoempties,andabottleofsleepingpills.SorryIgottoaskyouthis,Eth.Beentherealongtimeandsomethinggotathim,athisface.
