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"This evening?"
"Yes'm."
"What'd they say?"
"I don't know."
"Well, surely you remember something-if you heard them. Just
tell me one thing they said."
"She was crying and crying. And he said, 'Shut up.' And she
said, 'Don't do it.' And he said he's gonna get lots of money and
buy him a au-something."
"A automobile?"
"That's it! And he saw me squatting down by the spring
dipping up water, and he said he'd kill me."
"Good Heavens!"
"Miss Ophelia said I wouldn't tell!"
"I declare to my soul! Tell what?"
"I don't know, Mama!"
Mama yanked the buggy whip from its holder and gave Dale a
quick, sharp whack that made him fairly fly on up the road! It
was the first time I'd ever seen Mama do that. She wouldn't let
him slow down, not even when we got to the Goode place.
"Ain't we gonna stop and read none to Mister Malcolm?"
"No, hon. I've changed my mind."
"I want to play mumble-peg with Wallace! Mama, Wallace can
throw mumble-peg knives better'n Wiley, or anybody!"
Mama didn't answer or say another word.
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