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           SomewordsofthisconversationmusthavereachedWilson,swayingintheofficedoor,forsuddenlyanewthemefoundvoiceamonghisgaspingcries:

           "Youdon’thavetotellmewhatkindofcaritwas!Iknowwhatkindofcaritwas!"

           WatchingTom,Isawthewadofmusclebackofhisshouldertightenunderhiscoat.HewalkedquicklyovertoWilsonand,standinginfrontofhim,seizedhimfirmlybytheupperarms.

           "You’vegottopullyourselftogether,"hesaidwithsoothinggruffness.

           Wilson’seyesfelluponTom;hestarteduponhistiptoesandthenwouldhavecollapsedtohiskneeshadnotTomheldhimupright.

           "Listen,"saidTom,shakinghimalittle."Ijustgothereaminuteago,fromNewYork.Iwasbringingyouthatcoupewe’vebeentalkingabout.ThatyellowcarIwasdrivingthisafternoonwasn’tmine—doyouhear?Ihaven’tseenitallafternoon."

           OnlythenegroandIwerenearenoughtohearwhathesaid,butthepolicemancaughtsomethinginthetoneandlookedoverwithtruculenteyes.

           "What’sallthat?"hedemanded.

           "I’mafriendofhis."TomturnedhisheadbutkepthishandsfirmonWilson’sbody."Hesaysheknowsthecarthatdidit...itwasayellowcar."

           SomedimimpulsemovedthepolicemantolooksuspiciouslyatTom.

           "Andwhatcolor’syourcar?"