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Chapter 4
"GuessIbettersticktogroceries."
"Lookslike.HearabouttheFloodhamptonbank?"
"Stoneytoldme.Funny,wewerejusttalkingaboutityesterday,remember?"
"I’vegotafriendthere.Threeguys—onetalkedwithanaccent,onewithalimp.Threeguys.Surethey’llgetthem.Maybeaweek.Maybetwo."
"Tough!"
"Oh,Idon’tknow.Theyaren’tsmart.There’salawagainstnotbeingsmart."
"I’msorryaboutyesterday."
"Forgetit.Italktoomuch.That’sanotherrule—don’ttalk.I’llneverlearnthat.Say,youlookgood."
"Ishouldn’t.Didn’tgetmuchsleep."
"Somebodysick?"
"No.Justoneofthosenights."
"Don’tIknow...."
Isweptoutthestoreandraisedtheshadesanddidn’tknowIwasdoingitorhatingit.Joey’srulespoppedaroundandaroundinmyhead.AndIdiscussedmatterswithmyfriendsontheshelves,perhapsaloud,perhapsnot.Idon’tknow.
"Dearassociates,"Isaid,"ifit’sthatsimple,whydon’tmorepeopledoit?Whydoesnearlyeveryonemakethesamemistakesoverandover?Istherealwayssomethingforgotten?Maybetherealbasicweaknessmightbesomeformofkindness.Marullosaidmoneyhasnoheart.Wouldn’titbetruethenthatanykindnessinamoneymanwouldbeaweakness?HowdoyougetniceordinaryJoestoslaughterpeopleinawar?Well,ithelpsiftheenemylooksdifferentortalksdifferent.Butthenhowaboutcivilwar?WelltheYankeesatebabiesandtheRebsstarvedprisoners.Thathelps.
