Charley said that working stiffs ought to stick together for decent liv-ing conditions and the time was coming when there'd be a big re There lay Doc, fast asleep, al dressed up in a light gray suit and a straw hat with a burntout cigar sticking out of the corner of his mouth and the accordion beside him. Ever been to New York? She shook her head. They werelaughing together over something, and then she turned her head a littleand looked right at me.
Sleeping dogs, Itold myself each time. I could feel the cold baking off him. The plan was to prove to myself that there was no shroud-wrapped monsterlurking in the shadows of the big old log house down there. That's what I'm tryin' to tel ye .
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