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           Nordidhespeaktillhehadtakenhisseatonthecoffinandbeguntoeat. 

           "Theyknowwheretheirhidesissafe,"hesaid. "They’dsoonereatgrubthanbegrub. They’reprettywise,themdogs." 

           Billshookhishead. "Oh,Idon’tknow." 

           Hiscomradelookedathimcuriously. "FirsttimeIeverheardyousayanythingabouttheirnotbein’wise." 

           "Henry,"saidtheother,munchingwithdeliberationthebeanshewaseating,"didyouhappentonoticethewaythemdogskickedupwhenIwasa-feedin’’em?" 

           "Theydidcutupmore’nusual,"Henryacknowledged. 

           "Howmanydogs‘vewegot,Henry?" 

           "Six." 

           "Well,Henry..."Billstoppedforamoment,inorderthathiswordsmightgaingreatersignificance. "AsIwassayin’,Henry,we’vegotsixdogs. Itooksixfishoutofthebag.Igaveonefishtoeachdog,an’,Henry,Iwasonefishshort." 

           "Youcountedwrong." 

           "We’vegotsixdogs,"theotherreiterateddispassionately. "Itookoutsixfish. OneEardidn’tgetnofish. Icamebacktothebagafterwardan’got‘mhisfish." 

           "We’veonlygotsixdogs,"Henrysaid.