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           "Andhismouthistick-tick-tickin,andthere’ssweatalloverhisforeheadinbigdrops,andthatwaswhenIsawhewascrazy.Itwouldhavedrivenmecrazytoo.Livingwiththat...thatthing."

           Louiswasfeelingsicktohisstomach.Hehaddrunktoomuchbeertoofast.Prettysoonitwasallgoingtocomeuponhim.Theheavy,loadedfeelinginhisstomachtoldhimitwouldbecomingupsoon.

           "Well,therewasn’tmuchelsewecoulddo.Wegotreadytogo.Hannibalsays,"Bill,Godhelpyou.’

           "Billsays,"Godneverhelpedme.Ihelpedmyself.’

           "ThatwaswhenTimmywalkedovertous.Heevenwalkedwrong,Louis.Hewalkedlikeanold,oldman.He’dputonefoothighupandthenbringitdownandthenkindofshuffleandthenlifttheotherone.Itwaslikewatchinacrabwalk.Hishandsdangleddownbyhislegs.Andwhenhegotcloseenough,youcouldseeredmarksacrosshisfaceontheslant,likepimplesorlittleburns.Ireckonthat’swheretheKrautmachinegungothim.Musthavedamnnearblowedhisheadoff.

           "Andhestankofthegrave.Itwasablacksmell,likeeverythinginsidehimwasjustlyingthere,spoiled.IsawAlanPurintonputahanduptocoverhisnoseandmouth.Thestenchwasjustawful.Youalmostexpectedtoseegravemaggotssquirmingaroundinhishair"

           "Stop,"Louissaidhoarsely."I’veheardenough."

           "Youain’t,"Judsaid.Hespokewithhaggardearnestness.

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