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           Wewentbackthroughtheswampandthewoodsandoverthedeadfall,andfinallywecrossedtheroadandwewasatmyhouseagain.Itseemedtomeliketenhoursmusthavegonepast,butitwasstillfulldark.

           "Whathappensnow?"IaskStannyB."Nowyouwaitandseewhatmayhappen,"Stannysays,andoffhewalks,staggeringandlurchingagain.Iimaginehesleptoutinbackoftheliverythatnight,andasthingsturnedout,mydogSpotoutlivedStannyB.bytwoyears.Hisliverwentbadandpoisonedhim,andtwolittlekidsfoundhimintheroadonJuly4,1912,stiffasapoker.

           "Butme,thatnight,Ijustclimbedbackuptheivyandgotintobedandfellasleepalmostassoonasmyheadtouchedthepillow.

           "NextmorningIdidn’tgetupuntilalmostnineo’clock,andthenmymotherwascallingme.Mydadworkedontherailroad,andhewouldhavebeengonesincesix."Judpaused,thinking."Mymotherwasn’tjustcallingme,Louis.Shewasscreamingforme."

           Judwenttothefridge,gothimselfaMiller’s,andopeneditonthedrawerhandlebelowthebreadboxandtoaster.Hisfacelookedyellowintheoverheadlight,thecolorofnicotine.Hedrainedhalfhisbeer,utteredabelchlikeagunshot,andthenglanceddownthehalltowardtheroomwhereNormaslept.HelookedbackatLouis.

           "Thisishardformetotalkabout,"hesaid."Ihaveturneditoverinmymind,yearsandyears,butI’venevertoldanyoneaboutit.

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