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           AndsomethingthatmightoncehavebeenShadowsaid,"WhiskeyJack?"

           "Yeah,"saidWhiskeyJack,inthedarkness."Youareahardmantohuntdown,whenyou’redead.Youdidn’tgotoanyoftheplacesIfigured.IhadtolookalloverbeforeIthoughtofcheckinghere.Say,youeverfindyourtribe?"

           Shadowrememberedthemanandthegirlinthediscobeneaththespinningmirror-ball."IguessIfoundmyfamily.Butno,Ineverfoundmytribe."

           "Sorrytohavetodisturbyou."

           "No.Youaren’tsorry.Letmebe.IgotwhatIwanted.I’mdone."

           "Theyarecomingforyou,"saidWhiskeyJack."Theyaregoingtoreviveyou.""ButI’mdone,"saidShadow."Itwasalloveranddone."

           "Nosuchthing,"saidWhiskeyJack."Neveranysuchthing.We’llgotomyplace.Youwantabeer?"

           Heguessedhewouldlikeabeer,atthat."Sure."

           "Getmeonetoo.There’sacooleroutsidethedoor,"saidWhiskeyJack,andhepointed.Theywereinhisshack.

           Shadowopenedthedoortotheshackwithhandsitseemedtohimhehadnotpossessedmomentsbefore.Therewasaplasticcoolerfilledwithchunksofriver-iceoutthere,and,intheice,adozencansofBudweiser.Hepulledoutacoupleofcansofbeerandthensatinthedoorwayandlookedoutoverthevalley.