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           "Huntingaccident?"

           "No,sir,"Hallorannsaid,andlethisvoicedroptoalower,huskiernote."Jana,she’sbeenlivinwiththistruckdriver.Awhiteman.Heshotmyboy.He’sinahospitalinDenver,Colorado.Criticalcondition."

           "Howinhelldidyoufindout?Ithoughtyouwerebuyingvegetables."

           "Yes,sir,Iwas."HehadstoppedattheWesternUnionofficejustbeforecomingheretoreserveanAviscaratStapletonAirport.BeforeleavinghehadswipedaWesternUnionflimsy.NowhetookthefoldedandcrumpledblankformfromhispocketandflasheditbeforeQueems’sbloodshoteyes.Heputitbackinhispocketand,allowinghisvoicetodropanothernotch,said:"Janasentit.ItwaswaitininmyletterboxwhenIgotbackjustnow."

           "Jesus.JesusChrist,"Queemssaid.Therewasapeculiartightexpressionofconcernonhisface,oneHallorannwasfamiliarwith.Itwasasclosetoanexpressionofsympathyasawhitemanwhothoughtofhimselfas"goodwiththecoloreds"couldgetwhentheobjectwasablackmanorhismythicalblackson.

           "Yeah,okay,yougetgoing,"Queemssaid."Baedeckercantakeoverforthreedays,Iguess.Thepotboycanhelpout."

           Hallorannnodded,lettinghisfacegetlongerstill,butthethoughtofthepotboyhelpingoutBaedeckermadehimgrininside.EvenonagooddayHalloranndoubtedifthepotboycouldhittheurinalonthefirstsquirt.

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