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"
Nothing
happened
.
And
nothing
was
ever
going
to
happen
.
That
’
s
what
I
couldn
’
t
stand
.
"
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
"
Well
,
they
.
.
.
well
,
I
guess
I
ought
to
tell
you
the
truth
,
Mr
.
Taggart
.
My
old
man
’
s
never
been
any
good
,
and
Ma
didn
’
t
care
whether
he
was
or
not
,
and
I
got
sick
of
it
always
turning
out
that
I
was
the
only
one
of
the
seven
of
us
that
kept
a
job
,
and
the
rest
of
them
always
being
out
of
luck
,
one
way
or
another
.
I
thought
if
I
didn
’
t
get
out
,
it
would
get
me
—
I
’
d
rot
all
the
way
through
,
like
the
rest
of
them
.
So
I
bought
a
railroad
ticket
one
day
and
left
.
Didn
’
t
say
good
-
bye
.
They
didn
’
t
even
know
I
was
going
.
"
She
gave
a
soft
,
startled
little
laugh
at
a
sudden
thought
.
"
Mr
.
Taggart
,
"
she
said
,
"
it
was
a
Taggart
train
.
"
"
When
did
you
come
here
?
"
"
Six
months
ago
.
"
"
And
you
’
re
all
alone
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
happily
.
"
What
was
it
you
wanted
to
do
?
"
"
Well
,
you
know
—
make
something
of
myself
,
get
somewhere
.
"
